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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 ,@@@@,,@@@
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,,@@@@@@@@ screeches, or calls for help. @,,,,@@,,@
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@@,,@@@@,, i think of the jackdaw i maimed @,,,,@@@@@
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