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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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