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@@#@&†^~,. .,~^†&@#@@
@@&&&†^~,. .,~^†&&&@@
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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. .,~^†&@#@#
#@#@&†^~,. .,~^†&@#@#
#@#@&†^~,. 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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##@@&†^~,. .,~^†&@@##
@†^^^~,... ...,~^^^†@
#@#@&†^~,. .,~^†&@#@#
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