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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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.....,=^** 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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