###@$§\»-, ,-»\§$@###
@@$$§»»,,, ,,,»»§$$@@
###@$§\»-, ,-»\§$@###
@@@$§»,,,, ,,,,»§$@@@
###@$§\»-, ,-»\§$@###
#$$$\\»-,, i follow the tire tracks west. they go ,,-»\\$$$#
@@$\»,,,,, parallel with the railroad, with its ,,,,,»\$@@
###@$§\»-, 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 ,,,,,,-»§@
###@$§\»-, screeches, or calls for help. ,-»\§$@###
###@$§\»-, ,-»\§$@###
#@$$\»-,,, i think of the jackdaw i maimed ,,,-»\$$@#
###@$§\»-, yesterday. i fear the dreaming gate. ,-»\§$@###
####@§\»-, ,-»\§@####
###@$§\»-, ,-»\§$@###
###@$§\»-, ,-»\§$@###
#@$$§\\»-, ,-»\\§$$@#
###@$§\»-, ,-»\§$@###