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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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