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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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