,,«/†*¤¤¤@ @¤¤¤*†/«,,
,,«/†*¤@@# #@@¤*†/«,,
,,«/†*¤@## ##@¤*†/«,,
,,,,,«/†*@ @*†/«,,,,,
,,,,,,/*¤@ @¤*/,,,,,,
,,,«/†††¤¤ 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. #@@¤*†/«,,
,,«/†*¤@@@ @@@¤*†/«,,
,,,,,///†¤ 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. #@@¤*†/«,,
,,,,,,,/*¤ ¤*/,,,,,,,
,,«/†*¤@## WE'RE OFF THE SEASON WHEN THE BIRDS ##@¤*†/«,,
,,,,««†*@@ SING BEAUTIFULLY. THESE DAYS IT'S JUST @@*†««,,,,
,,«/†*¤@@@ SCREECHES, OR CALLS FOR HELP. @@@¤*†/«,,
,,«/†††††¤ ¤†††††/«,,
,,,,,«††¤@ I THINK OF THE JACKDAW I MAIMED @¤††«,,,,,
,,,,,/†**@ YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE. @**†/,,,,,
,,«/†*¤@@# #@@¤*†/«,,
,,,«/††††¤ ¤††††/«,,,
,,,,,,,/*@ @*/,,,,,,,
,,,«///†¤¤ ¤¤†///«,,,
,,«/†*¤@@# #@@¤*†/«,,