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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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¤¤¤¤¤¤...¤ 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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