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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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