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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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