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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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