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&¨¨¨¨&&&¨¨ 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 ¨&&&¨¨&¨¨¨
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¨¨¨¨¨¨&¨¨¨ 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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