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.,-**@@# STRETCHING TOWARD THE HORIZON. #@#&@**-,.
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..,-**@@ WITH HER SHEEP. @#&@**-,..
.,-**@@# AND NOONE ELSE IS AROUND. #@#&@**-,.
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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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