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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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