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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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