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###¤$$*=:. Looks  Around,  And Spots Another Island .:=*$$¤###
###¤$$*=:. On The Sea Of Foam.                      .:=*$$¤###
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###¤$$*=:. Stops     Mid-Stride.     She    Frowns. .:=*$$¤###
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