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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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