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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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