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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. *\~:,,,,,,
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,,,,,,:~\* 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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