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#¨#¨#¨##¨#                                          ¨¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨¨#¨#                                          ¨##¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨##¨# there's   a   maiden   on   the    hill. ¨¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨¨#¨#                                          ¨##¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨##¨# grey  ceramics,  overshowered with moss, ¨¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨¨#¨# stretching    toward     the    horizon. ¨##¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨##¨#                                          ¨¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨¨#¨# she moves her feet.                      ¨##¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨##¨#            the patch is wet.             ¨¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨¨#¨#                                          ¨##¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨##¨# an island in the clouds,                 ¨¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨¨#¨# she's  cozy  and  strong  on  the  crest ¨##¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨##¨# with her sheep.                          ¨¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨¨#¨# and noone else is around.                ¨##¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨##¨#                                          ¨¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨¨#¨# as her feet move her hazily  forward she ¨##¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨##¨# looks around,  and  spots another island ¨¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨¨#¨# on the sea of foam.                      ¨##¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨##¨#                                          ¨¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨¨#¨# stops     mid-stride.     she    frowns. ¨##¨#¨#¨#¨
#¨#¨#¨##¨#                                          ¨¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
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#¨#¨#¨##¨#                                          ¨¨#¨#¨#¨#¨