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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. &$††-,....
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.,-††$## 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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.......,-† SING BEAUTIFULLY. THESE DAYS IT'S JUST †-,.......
........,- SCREECHES, OR CALLS FOR HELP. -,........
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.......... YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE. ..........
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