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,,«**%%%@# 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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