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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. .:-;**&&&#
#@#§&*;-:.                                          .:-;*&§#@#
##@#§&*-:. 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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