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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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