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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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