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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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