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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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