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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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