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¨¨&¨¨&&&&& 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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¨¨¨&&&¨¨¨¨ 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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