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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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