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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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