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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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