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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.                #§†-:::...
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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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