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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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