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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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