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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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###..#..#. An Island In The Clouds,                 ####....##
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..###.#..# On The Sea Of Foam.                      ...#..#...
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..##.#..## Stops     Mid-Stride.     She    Frowns. ...#.##.#.
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