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#&¤*\-,¨¨¨ 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. ¨¨¨,-\*¤
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#@#&¤*\-,¨ 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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