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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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