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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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