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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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