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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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