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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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