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#.##...#.. there's   a   maiden   on   the    hill. ##...#..#.
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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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