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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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