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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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