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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. .~~***@#@#
#@#@***~~. .~~***@#@#
@**~...... 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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