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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. ¨¨&&&&¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨&&¨&&& ¨¨&¨¨¨&¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨&¨&&¨¨ WE'RE OFF THE SEASON WHEN THE BIRDS &¨&&¨¨&&¨¨
¨¨¨¨&&&¨&¨ SING BEAUTIFULLY. THESE DAYS IT'S JUST &&&¨&¨&¨&¨
¨¨¨¨&¨¨&&& SCREECHES, OR CALLS FOR HELP. &¨¨&&&&&&&
&¨¨¨&&¨&¨¨ &&¨&¨¨¨¨¨¨
&&¨¨&¨&&&¨ I THINK OF THE JACKDAW I MAIMED &¨&&&¨¨¨¨¨
&¨&¨&&&¨¨& YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE. ¨&&¨¨&¨¨¨¨
&&&&&¨¨&¨& ¨&¨&¨&&¨¨¨
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