,-~:†*£@##                                          ##@£*†:~-,
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,,,,,,,,-~          Mouse girl Likes Shoes          ~-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-~:                                          :~-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,-~:†                :  :  :  :                †:~-,,,,,,
,,,,,-~:†*                                          *†:~-,,,,,
,,,,-~:†*£ In  This  Dream  I Was A Girl  Of  Maybe £*†:~-,,,,
,,,-~:†*£@ Sixteen Years, Together  With My  Dad In @£*†:~-,,,
,,-~:†*£@# A  Huge  Bath  House  /  Spa  / Hotel  / #@£*†:~-,,
,-~:†*£@## Shopping centre.      Dad  Was Constatly ##@£*†:~-,
,,-~:†*£@# Pointing Out Hot  Girls To Me.  "You See #@£*†:~-,,
,,,-~:†*£@   That Black-Haired Thing Dissapearing   @£*†:~-,,,
,,,,-~:†*£ Behind  The  Clothes  Rack?  Oof!"  He'D £*†:~-,,,,
,,,,,-~:†* Say. He  Was  Always  Very  Creepy About *†:~-,,,,,
,,,,,,-~:† This,    Going   For   Girls   My   Age. †:~-,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-~:                                          :~-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-~ This Night He  Had Just  Tried To  Woo A ~-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-~: Girl  He Called A "Mouse" By Buying  Her :~-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,-~:† Shoes,  But She  Had Accepted  Them Only †:~-,,,,,,
,,,,,-~:†* To Run Away Immediately  Afterward.  Dad *†:~-,,,,,
,,,,-~:†*£ Was  A   Bit   Bummed  But  Dropped   It £*†:~-,,,,
,,,-~:†*£@ Quickly. I  Said Goodnight  To  Him  And @£*†:~-,,,
,,-~:†*£@#       Went Looking For The Mouse.        #@£*†:~-,,
,-~:†*£@##                                          ##@£*†:~-,
,,-~:†*£@# The  Building Was Enormous And Mazelike. #@£*†:~-,,
,,,-~:†*£@ Walls,  Floors  And Pillars  Were Set In @£*†:~-,,,
,,,,-~:†*£ Green  Marble. Throughout  The House Ran £*†:~-,,,,
,,,,,-~:†* A  Main  Boulevard,  Wide  As  A Street, *†:~-,,,,,
,,,,,,-~:† Framed With Clay Vases Dark As  Obsidian †:~-,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-~: And  Taller Than  A Person. In Each Vase :~-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-~ Was  Placed Upright A Leaf  From  A Palm ~-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-~: Tree  Or Giant Fern.  The Boulevard  Was :~-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,-~:† Dimly Lit,  Which Allowed The Pools That †:~-,,,,,,
,,,,,-~:†*   Were Generously Sprinkled Throughout   *†:~-,,,,,
,,,,-~:†*£    Each Floor Would Reflect Suggestive   £*†:~-,,,,
,,,-~:†*£@         Patterns On The Marble.          @£*†:~-,,,
,,-~:†*£@#                                          #@£*†:~-,,
,-~:†*£@##                :  :  :  :                ##@£*†:~-,
,,-~:†*£@#                                          #@£*†:~-,,
,,,-~:†*£@ Following The  Boulevard, Two  Floors Up @£*†:~-,,,
,,,,-~:†*£ I  Found  Her  Crying  Behind  Two  Fern £*†:~-,,,,
,,,,,-~:†* Vases.  She  Was  Beautiful,  And  As  I *†:~-,,,,,
,,,,,,-~:† Approached,  She Looked Up And Sniveled. †:~-,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-~: In  The  Nearest  Vase  She  Had Stuffed :~-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-~              Both The Shoes.             ~-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-~:                                          :~-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,-~:† I  Told Her To  Follow,  But  She Didn'T †:~-,,,,,,
,,,,,-~:†* Move  Or  Speak.  So Instead  I  Said To *†:~-,,,,,
,,,,-~:†*£ Stay There,  And Ran To Get Her A Better £*†:~-,,,,
,,,-~:†*£@ Pair  Of  Shoes That She Would  Actually @£*†:~-,,,
,,-~:†*£@# Like.  When  I  Returned,  Having  Spent #@£*†:~-,,
,-~:†*£@## More  Than I  Could  Really  Afford, She ##@£*†:~-,
,,-~:†*£@# Was Visibly Impressed. I Tried  To Sound #@£*†:~-,,
,,,-~:†*£@ Cool,  Saying  Something  Like  "What Do @£*†:~-,,,
,,,,-~:†*£ You  Think, Just Because  A  Girl  Has A £*†:~-,,,,
,,,,,-~:†* Freaky Dad,  She  Doesn'T  Have  Taste?" *†:~-,,,,,
,,,,,,-~:† But  Mouse  Girl  Just  Laughed  At  Me. †:~-,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-~:                                          :~-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-~ She Then Took Me By The Hand And  Led Me ~-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-~: Out  A  Side   Route   To  A  Closed-Off :~-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,-~:† Rooftop Walking  Garden, Full Of Juniper †:~-,,,,,,
,,,,,-~:†* And Thuja.  It  Was A Late  Evening, And *†:~-,,,,,
,,,,-~:†*£     The Stars Were Glittering. Being     £*†:~-,,,,
,,,-~:†*£@ Closed, The Garden Had  Its Light Turned @£*†:~-,,,
,,-~:†*£@# Off,  But  We  Could Still  See Our  Way #@£*†:~-,,
,-~:†*£@## Around By The Light  Shining  Down  From ##@£*†:~-,
,,-~:†*£@# The  Windows   Of  The   Higher  Floors. #@£*†:~-,,
,,,-~:†*£@                                          @£*†:~-,,,
,,,,-~:†*£ She Lay Down In A  Patch Of Grass. I Sat £*†:~-,,,,
,,,,,-~:†* Down  On  My  Knees,  And  Then  Crawled *†:~-,,,,,
,,,,,,-~:† Closer. She  Laughed  At  Me  Again, And †:~-,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-~:                  Said -                  :~-,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,-~:                :  :  :  :                :~-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,-~:†                                          †:~-,,,,,,
,,,,,-~:†* (Here I Am Awakened By The Morning Crew) *†:~-,,,,,
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