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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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