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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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