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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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