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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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,,,,,,,.~; the air, the path i follow is glowing. ;~.,,,,,,,
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,,,,.~;^§§ tracks once disturbed the clover field. §§^;~.,,,,
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,.~;^§§£## 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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