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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. &.&&&.....
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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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