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#@@§%*:=:,                                          ,:=:*%§@@#
@@§%*:=:,,                                          ,,:=:*%§@@
@§%*:=:,,,                                          ,,,:=:*%§@
§%*:=:,,,,                                          ,,,,:=:*%§
%*:=:,,,,, there's   a   maiden   on    the   hill. ,,,,,:=:*%
§%*:=:,,,,                                          ,,,,:=:*%§
@§%*:=:,,, grey  ceramics, overshowered  with moss, ,,,:=:*%§@
@@§%*:=:,, stretching    toward     the    horizon. ,,:=:*%§@@
#@@§%*:=:,                                          ,:=:*%§@@#
##@@§%*:=: she moves her feet.                      :=:*%§@@##
#@@§%*:=:,            the patch is wet.             ,:=:*%§@@#
@@§%*:=:,,                                          ,,:=:*%§@@
@§%*:=:,,, an island in the clouds,                 ,,,:=:*%§@
§%*:=:,,,, she's  cozy  and  strong  on  the  crest ,,,,:=:*%§
%*:=:,,,,, with her sheep.                          ,,,,,:=:*%
§%*:=:,,,, and noone else is around.                ,,,,:=:*%§
@§%*:=:,,,                                          ,,,:=:*%§@
@@§%*:=:,, as  her feet move her hazily forward she ,,:=:*%§@@
#@@§%*:=:, looks around,  and spots  another island ,:=:*%§@@#
##@@§%*:=: on the sea of foam.                      :=:*%§@@##
#@@§%*:=:,                                          ,:=:*%§@@#
@@§%*:=:,, stops    mid-stride.     she     frowns. ,,:=:*%§@@
@§%*:=:,,,                                          ,,,:=:*%§@
§%*:=:,,,,                                          ,,,,:=:*%§
%*:=:,,,,,                                          ,,,,,:=:*%
§%*:=:,,,,                                          ,,,,:=:*%§
@§%*:=:,,,                                          ,,,:=:*%§@