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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.            ¶£$*^--...
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.....--^*$ 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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