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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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