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,,,,,,.=†= I FOLLOW THE  TIRE TRACKS WEST. THEY  GO =†=.,,,,,,
,,,,,,,.=† PARALLEL WITH  THE  RAILROAD,  WITH  ITS †=.,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,.= ENDLESS MIRRORS  LOOKING KINDA OILY.  AN =.,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,.=† INCREDIBLE POWER BOUND THERE... THERE'S  †=.,,,,,,,
,,,,,,.=†= A WIRE FENCE TO SEPARATE  THE TWO ROADS. =†=.,,,,,,
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,,,,.=†=*§ EVEN THOUGH  THERE'S  A FOGGY QUALITY TO §*=†=.,,,,
,,,.=†=*§# THE AIR, THE  PATH  I FOLLOW IS GLOWING. #§*=†=.,,,
,,.=†=*§## A  YELLOW-GREEN  MOSS  HAS   TAKEN  HOLD ##§*=†=.,,
,.=†=*§### WHERE   THE   MACHINES  WHO  MADE  THESE ###§*=†=.,
,,.=†=*§## TRACKS  ONCE DISTURBED THE CLOVER FIELD. ##§*=†=.,,
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,,,,.=†=*§ WE'RE OFF  THE  SEASON  WHEN  THE  BIRDS §*=†=.,,,,
,,,,,.=†=* SING  BEAUTIFULLY. THESE DAYS IT'S  JUST *=†=.,,,,,
,,,,,,.=†=      SCREECHES, OR CALLS FOR HELP.       =†=.,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,.= I   THINK  OF   THE   JACKDAW  I  MAIMED =.,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,.=†   YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE.   †=.,,,,,,,
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