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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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