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##£&%†-,,, TRACKS ONCE DISTURBED THE  CLOVER FIELD. ,,,-†%&£##
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#£&%†-,,,,   YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE.   ,,,,-†%&£#
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