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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 ..:::~~*§@
@@§§$*:~:. THE AIR, THE PATH I  FOLLOW  IS GLOWING. .:~:*$§§@@
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@§*:~..... 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 .....:::*§
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@§$***:~:. I   THINK   OF   THE  JACKDAW  I  MAIMED .:~:***$§@
§*~:......   YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE.   ......:~*§
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