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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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