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..~=$&## I FOLLOW THE TIRE TRACKS WEST. THEY GO ###&&$=~..
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..~=$¶@@ ENDLESS MIRRORS LOOKING KINDA OILY. AN @@¶#&$=~..
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..~=$#¶@## THE AIR, THE PATH I FOLLOW IS GLOWING. ##@¶#$=~..
..~=$¶@# A YELLOW-GREEN MOSS HAS TAKEN HOLD #@¶#&$=~..
..~=$@## WHERE THE MACHINES WHO MADE THESE ##@#&$=~..
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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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.......=$# YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE. #$=.......
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