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#&%%$**«~. grey  ceramics,  overshowered with moss, .~«**$%%&#
##@&%$*«~. stretching    toward    the     horizon. .~«*$%&@##
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&$*~~..... she moves her feet.                      .....~~*$&
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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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