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.:~†*§¤@## THERE'S    A   MAIDEN   ON   THE   HILL. ##@¤§*†~:.
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.:~†*§¤@@# GREY CERAMICS,  OVERSHOWERED  WITH MOSS, #@@¤§*†~:.
....::†§@@ STRETCHING    TOWARD     THE    HORIZON. @@§†::....
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....:~*¤@@ SHE MOVES HER FEET.                      @@¤*~:....
.:~†*§¤@##             THE PATCH IS WET.            ##@¤§*†~:.
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....:†*§§¤ AN ISLAND IN THE CLOUDS,                 ¤§§*†:....
.:~~†††*§@ SHE'S  COZY  AND  STRONG  ON  THE  CREST @§*†††~~:.
..::::~*§@ WITH HER SHEEP.                          @§*~::::..
....::~*¤# AND NOONE ELSE IS AROUND.                #¤*~::....
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.:~†*§¤@## AS  HER FEET MOVE HER HAZILY FORWARD SHE ##@¤§*†~:.
.:~†*§¤@## LOOKS AROUND,  AND SPOTS  ANOTHER ISLAND ##@¤§*†~:.
.:~†*§¤@## ON THE SEA OF FOAM.                      ##@¤§*†~:.
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.:~†*§¤@## STOPS     MID-STRIDE.    SHE     FROWNS. ##@¤§*†~:.
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