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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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##@¤¤%\«^¨ 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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