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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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