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¶@¤†:«^... there's   a   maiden    on   the   hill. ...^«:†¤@¶
@¤†:«^....                                          ....^«:†¤@
¤†:«^..... grey ceramics,  overshowered with  moss, .....^«:†¤
†:«^...... stretching     toward    the    horizon. ......^«:†
:«^.......                                          .......^«:
«^........ 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 ......^«:†
¤†:«^..... with her sheep.                          .....^«:†¤
@¤†:«^.... and noone else is around.                ....^«:†¤@
¶@¤†:«^...                                          ...^«:†¤@¶
@¶@¤†:«^.. 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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