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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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