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##@#@$=~~¨ I FOLLOW THE TIRE TRACKS WEST. THEY GO ¨~~=$@#@##
##@#@$=~~¨ PARALLEL WITH THE RAILROAD, WITH ITS ¨~~=$@#@##
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#@#@@$=~~¨ INCREDIBLE POWER BOUND THERE... THERE'S ¨~~=$@@#@#
#@@#@$=~~¨ A WIRE FENCE TO SEPARATE THE TWO ROADS. ¨~~=$@#@@#
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##@#@$=~~¨ EVEN THOUGH THERE'S A FOGGY QUALITY TO ¨~~=$@#@##
###@#@$=~~ THE AIR, THE PATH I FOLLOW IS GLOWING. ~~=$@#@###
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##@#@$=~~¨ WHERE THE MACHINES WHO MADE THESE ¨~~=$@#@##
#@#@$$=~~¨ TRACKS ONCE DISTURBED THE CLOVER FIELD. ¨~~=$$@#@#
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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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