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Tracks:

The tracks go on and on. See the trees in the distance. See the empty spaces between lines. See the splinter-less wood. The tracks go on and on. They stretch into the sunset. They stretch toward the heavens. They stretch for hope. The tracks go on and on. Listen to them singing. Listen to their hollow cries. Listen to the whistle of despair. The tracks go on and on.

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