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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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