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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. ¨¨¨¨¨.~^^¤
^^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^^
^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ STOPS MID-STRIDE. SHE FROWNS. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^
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