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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. #§%%^^==:¨
¨:==^%§@##                                          ##@§%^==:¨
¨:==^%§@## 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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