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#§*=«,¨¨¨¨ 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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§*/«,¨¨¨¨¨ SCREECHES, OR CALLS FOR HELP. ¨¨¨¨¨,«/*§
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