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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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