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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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