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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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