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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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