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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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