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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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