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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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