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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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