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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.                      ..:=*§£###
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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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