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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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