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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.             ¨¨¨^»»†§§#
###&§§†»^¨                                          ¨^»†§§&###
###&§§†»^¨ 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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