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¨¨§¨¨§¨§¨§ THERE'S   A   MAIDEN   ON    THE   HILL. §¨§¨§§¨§¨§
¨§§¨§§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨¨§¨§¨§ GREY  CERAMICS,  OVERSHOWERED WITH MOSS, §¨§¨§§¨§¨§
¨§§¨§§¨§¨§ STRETCHING    TOWARD     THE    HORIZON. §¨§¨¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§§¨§¨§
¨§§¨§§¨§¨§ SHE MOVES HER FEET.                      §¨§¨¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨¨§¨§¨§             THE PATCH IS WET.            §¨§¨§§¨§¨§
¨§§¨§§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨¨§¨§¨§ 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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