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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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@¶&*†\~-,, 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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