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..~~=§¤§## ENDLESS MIRRORS LOOKING KINDA OILY. AN ##§¤§=~~..
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..~~=§¤§## A YELLOW-GREEN MOSS HAS TAKEN HOLD ##§¤§=~~..
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..~~=§¤§## TRACKS ONCE DISTURBED THE CLOVER FIELD. ##§¤§=~~..
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...~~=§¤§# 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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