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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. ¨¨&¨&¨&&¨&
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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. ¨&&¨&¨¨&¨&
¨¨&¨&¨&¨&¨ ¨¨&¨&¨&&¨&
¨&&¨&¨&¨&¨ 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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