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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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