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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.                      ¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨
¤¨¤¨¤¤¨¤¨¤                                          ¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨
¤¨¤¨¨¤¨¤¨¤ STOPS     MID-STRIDE.    SHE     FROWNS. ¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨¤¨
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