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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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