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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. &¨¨¨&¨&&¨¨
&&¨&&¨&&¨¨ &¨¨&&&¨&¨&
¨&&¨&&¨&¨& 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. &&¨&&&&¨¨¨
&&¨¨&&¨&&¨ ¨&&¨¨¨&¨¨&
¨&¨&¨&&¨&¨ WE'RE OFF THE SEASON WHEN THE BIRDS &¨&¨¨&&¨&¨
&&&&&¨&&&& SING BEAUTIFULLY. THESE DAYS IT'S JUST &&&¨&¨&&&¨
¨¨¨¨&&¨¨¨& SCREECHES, OR CALLS FOR HELP. ¨¨&&&&¨¨&&
¨¨¨&¨&¨¨&¨ ¨&¨¨¨&¨&¨&
¨¨&&&&¨&&& I THINK OF THE JACKDAW I MAIMED &&¨¨&&&&&&
¨&¨¨¨&&¨¨¨ YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE. ¨&¨&¨¨¨¨¨&
&&¨¨&¨&¨¨¨ &&&&¨¨¨¨&&
¨&¨&&&&¨¨& ¨¨¨&¨¨¨&¨¨
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