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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. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ as her feet move her hazily forward she ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ looks around, and spots another island ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ on the sea of foam. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨. stops mid-stride. she frowns. .¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~ ~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
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