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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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