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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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