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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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