,,~/§$&@## ##@&$§/~,,
,,~/§$@# #@#&$§/~,,
,,~////$## ##$////~,,
,,~/§$@@ @@#&$§/~,,
,,~/§$@# #@#&$§/~,,
,,~/§$@# I FOLLOW THE TIRE TRACKS WEST. THEY GO #@#&$§/~,,
,,,,~~//§& PARALLEL WITH THE RAILROAD, WITH ITS &§//~~,,,,
,,~/§$@# ENDLESS MIRRORS LOOKING KINDA OILY. AN #@#&$§/~,,
,,~/§$@# INCREDIBLE POWER BOUND THERE... THERE'S #@#&$§/~,,
,,~/§$&& A WIRE FENCE TO SEPARATE THE TWO ROADS. #&&&$§/~,,
,,~/§$@@ @@#&$§/~,,
,,~/§$## EVEN THOUGH THERE'S A FOGGY QUALITY TO ###&$§/~,,
,,~/§$@# THE AIR, THE PATH I FOLLOW IS GLOWING. #@#&$§/~,,
,,,,~~//§& A YELLOW-GREEN MOSS HAS TAKEN HOLD &§//~~,,,,
,,~/§$@# WHERE THE MACHINES WHO MADE THESE #@#&$§/~,,
,,,~//$& TRACKS ONCE DISTURBED THE CLOVER FIELD. #&&$//~,,,
,,~/§$@# #@#&$§/~,,
,,,,,~~/$& WE'RE OFF THE SEASON WHEN THE BIRDS &$/~~,,,,,
,,~/§$@# SING BEAUTIFULLY. THESE DAYS IT'S JUST #@#&$§/~,,
,,~/§$@# SCREECHES, OR CALLS FOR HELP. #@#&$§/~,,
,,~/§$## ###&$§/~,,
,,,,,~§§&& I THINK OF THE JACKDAW I MAIMED &&§§~,,,,,
,,/§$@## YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE. ##@#&$§/,,
,,~/§$@# #@#&$§/~,,
,,~/§$#@ @##&$§/~,,
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