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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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