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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. &¨&¨&¨&&&¨
&¨&&&&¨&¨& &&&&&&&¨¨&
¨&&¨¨¨&&&& 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. ¨&&¨¨¨¨&¨&
&¨&¨&&&&¨¨ ¨&¨&¨¨¨&&&
¨&&&&¨¨¨&¨ WE'RE OFF THE SEASON WHEN THE BIRDS &&&&&¨¨&¨¨
¨&¨¨¨&¨¨&& SING BEAUTIFULLY. THESE DAYS IT'S JUST ¨¨¨¨¨&¨&&¨
¨&&¨¨&&¨&¨ SCREECHES, OR CALLS FOR HELP. &¨¨¨¨&&&¨&
&&¨&¨&¨&&& &&¨¨¨&¨¨&&
¨¨&&&&&&¨¨ I THINK OF THE JACKDAW I MAIMED &¨&¨¨&&¨&¨
¨¨&¨¨¨¨¨&¨ YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE. ¨&&&¨&¨&&&
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