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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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