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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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