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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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