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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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