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.^«\*$@#@#                                          #@#@$*\«^.
.^«\*$@#@# THERE'S    A   MAIDEN   ON   THE   HILL. #@#@$*\«^.
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.^«\*$@#@# GREY CERAMICS, OVERSHOWERED  WITH  MOSS, #@#@$*\«^.
.^«\*$#@## STRETCHING    TOWARD     THE    HORIZON. ##@#$*\«^.
.^«\*$@#@#                                          #@#@$*\«^.
.^«\*$@#@@ SHE MOVES HER FEET.                      @@#@$*\«^.
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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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