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¤^;»:..... 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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»:........ LOOKS AROUND, AND SPOTS ANOTHER ISLAND ........:»
;»:....... ON THE SEA OF FOAM. .......:»;
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¤^;»:..... STOPS MID-STRIDE. SHE FROWNS. .....:»;^¤
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