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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. .&&&&&..&&
....&..&&. ..&&&....&
.&&....... 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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