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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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