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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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