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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 ¨¨@¨¨¨¨¨@¨
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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 ¨@@@@@@@@¨
@¨@¨@¨¨¨¨@ On The Sea Of Foam. @¨¨¨¨¨¨¨@¨
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¨¨¨¨@¨¨@¨¨ Stops Mid-Stride. She Frowns. @¨¨¨¨¨@¨¨¨
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