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¨¨¨¨^~;%¤§                                          §¤%;~^¨¨¨¨
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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. @§¤%;~^¨¨¨
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¨¨¨¨^~;%¤§                                          §¤%;~^¨¨¨¨