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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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