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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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