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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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