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......~~*^ THERE'S A MAIDEN ON THE HILL. ^*~~......
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....~~*^¤@ 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. ¤^*~~.....
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...~~*^¤@# 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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