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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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.....,~†*§ And Noone Else Is Around.                §*†~,.....
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.....,~†*§ As Her  Feet Move Her Hazily Forward She §*†~,.....
....,~†*§£ Looks  Around,  And Spots Another Island £§*†~,....
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