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¨^~^†%£#@#  incredible power bound there... there's #@#£%†^~^¨
¨^~^†%£#@@ a wire  fence to separate the two roads. @@#£%†^~^¨
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¨^~^†%£### 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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¨^~^†%£#@# 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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