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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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.~~--::$$¤ YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE. ¤$$::--~~.
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