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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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