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¤...¤¤...¤ INCREDIBLE POWER BOUND THERE... THERE'S ¤¤.¤.¤..¤¤
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¤.¤¤.¤..¤. THE AIR, THE PATH I FOLLOW IS GLOWING. ..¤¤¤..¤¤.
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...¤¤..¤¤. WHERE THE MACHINES WHO MADE THESE ¤.¤¤.¤¤¤¤¤
¤..¤.¤.¤.¤ TRACKS ONCE DISTURBED THE CLOVER FIELD. ¤¤¤.¤¤....
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