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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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