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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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