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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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