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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. #@@#¤%/~-,
,,-~/%¤#@@ @@#¤%/~-,,
,,,-~/%¤#@ 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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