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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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