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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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