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,,,,,,,:~* there's a maiden on the hill. *~:,,,,,,,
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,,,,,:~**£ 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. **~:,,,,,,
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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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,,,,,:~**£ £**~:,,,,,