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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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