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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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