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,,,,,-;*£§ 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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