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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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