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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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