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*~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~*
§*~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ There'S   A   Maiden   On    The   Hill. ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~*§
@§*~.¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨.~*§@
#@§*~.¨¨¨¨ 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.                ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~*
~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~
.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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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@#@§*~.¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨.~*§@#@
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#@#@§*~.¨¨                                          ¨¨.~*§@#@#