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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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