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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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