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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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