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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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