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.,-:*§#@## I  Follow The Tire Tracks West. They  Go ##@#§*:-,.
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.,-:*#@### Endless  Mirrors Looking Kinda  Oily. An ###@#*:-,.
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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 ##§:-.....
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.,-:*§@###   Yesterday. I Fear The Dreaming gate.   ###@§*:-,.
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