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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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