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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. #@£&*%:»:,
,:»:%%%**& &**%%%:»:,
,:»:%*&£@# 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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