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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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#*^:-,.... 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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###*^:-,.. 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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