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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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