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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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