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~~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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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¤*%~~¨¨¨¨¨ SING BEAUTIFULLY. THESE DAYS IT'S JUST ¨¨¨¨¨~~%*¤
@¤*%~~¨¨¨¨ SCREECHES, OR CALLS FOR HELP. ¨¨¨¨~~%*¤@
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