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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 ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~~:
~~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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. ¨¨¨~~:%@##
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####@%:~~¨ stops mid-stride. she frowns. ¨~~:%@####
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