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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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