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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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¨#¨#¨#¨¨#¨                                          #¨#¨¨#¨#¨#