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###@%**~:. GREY  CERAMICS,  OVERSHOWERED WITH MOSS, .:~**%@###
###¶%**~:. STRETCHING    TOWARD     THE    HORIZON. .:~**%¶###
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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 .:~**%%%%@
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