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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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