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&&¨&¨¨¨&&¨ 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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