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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 ¶¤*\.¨¨¨¨¨
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¨.~\*&¤¶## Stops Mid-Stride. She Frowns. ##¶¤&*\~.¨
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