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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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