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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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