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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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