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§¨§¨§§¨§¨§ THERE'S    A   MAIDEN   ON   THE   HILL. §§¨§¨§¨§¨§
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§¨§¨§§¨§¨§ GREY  CERAMICS, OVERSHOWERED WITH  MOSS, §§¨§¨§¨§¨§
§¨§¨¨§¨§¨§ STRETCHING    TOWARD    THE     HORIZON. ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨¨
§¨§¨§§¨§¨§                                          §§¨§¨§¨§¨§
§¨§¨¨§¨§¨§ 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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