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#¨##¨¨#¨#¨ THERE'S   A   MAIDEN    ON   THE   HILL. ¨#¨#¨##¨#¨
#¨¨#¨##¨#¨                                          ¨#¨#¨¨#¨#¨
#¨##¨¨#¨#¨ GREY  CERAMICS,  OVERSHOWERED WITH MOSS, ¨#¨#¨##¨#¨
#¨¨#¨##¨#¨ STRETCHING    TOWARD    THE     HORIZON. ¨#¨#¨¨#¨#¨
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#¨¨#¨##¨#¨ 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 ¨#¨#¨¨#¨#¨
#¨##¨¨#¨#¨ LOOKS AROUND, AND  SPOTS  ANOTHER ISLAND ¨#¨#¨##¨#¨
#¨¨#¨##¨#¨ ON THE SEA OF FOAM.                      ¨#¨#¨¨#¨#¨
#¨##¨¨#¨#¨                                          ¨#¨#¨##¨#¨
#¨¨#¨##¨#¨ STOPS     MID-STRIDE.     SHE    FROWNS. ¨#¨#¨¨#¨#¨
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