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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. #@#£*\»,..
...,»\*£#@ @#£*\»,...
....,»\*£# 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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