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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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