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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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