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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. &¨&¨&¨&¨&¨
&¨&¨&¨&¨&¨ &¨&¨&¨&¨&¨
&¨&¨&¨&¨&¨ 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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