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#¶¤@%^-,,, I FOLLOW THE TIRE TRACKS WEST. THEY GO ,,,-^%@¤¶#
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#¶¤@%^-,,, ENDLESS MIRRORS LOOKING KINDA OILY. AN ,,,-^%@¤¶#
##¶¤@%^-,, INCREDIBLE POWER BOUND THERE... THERE'S ,,-^%@¤¶##
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#¶¤@%^-,,, EVEN THOUGH THERE'S A FOGGY QUALITY TO ,,,-^%@¤¶#
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#¶¤@%^-,,, A YELLOW-GREEN MOSS HAS TAKEN HOLD ,,,-^%@¤¶#
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#¶¤@%^-,,, 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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