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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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