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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.            ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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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$**«^¨¨¨¨¨ As Her Feet Move Her Hazily Forward  She ¨¨¨¨¨^«**$
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#¤$**«^¨¨¨ On The Sea Of Foam.                      ¨¨¨^«**$¤#
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###¤$**«^¨ Stops    Mid-Stride.     She     Frowns. ¨^«**$¤###
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