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,^=;*§@¶@# INCREDIBLE POWER BOUND THERE... THERE'S #@¶@§*;=^,
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,^=;§@¶@## A YELLOW-GREEN MOSS HAS TAKEN HOLD ##@¶@§;=^,
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,^=;*§@¶@# TRACKS ONCE DISTURBED THE CLOVER FIELD. #@¶@§*;=^,
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,^=;*§§§@¶ SING BEAUTIFULLY. THESE DAYS IT'S JUST ¶@§§§*;=^,
,^=;*§@¶¶¶ SCREECHES, OR CALLS FOR HELP. ¶¶¶@§*;=^,
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,^=;*§@¶@# YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE. #@¶@§*;=^,
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