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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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