#%$†~,....                                          ....,~†$%#
@#%$†~,...                                          ...,~†$%#@
#@#%$†~,..                                          ..,~†$%#@#
##@#%$†~,.                                          .,~†$%#@##
#@#%$†~,..                                          ..,~†$%#@#
@#%$†~,... There'S   A   Maiden   On   The    Hill. ...,~†$%#@
#%$†~,....                                          ....,~†$%#
%$†~,..... Grey  Ceramics, Overshowered With  Moss, .....,~†$%
$†~,...... Stretching     Toward    The    Horizon. ......,~†$
%$†~,.....                                          .....,~†$%
#%$†~,.... She Moves Her Feet.                      ....,~†$%#
@#%$†~,...            The Patch Is Wet.             ...,~†$%#@
#@#%$†~,..                                          ..,~†$%#@#
##@#%$†~,. An Island In The Clouds,                 .,~†$%#@##
#@#%$†~,.. She'S  Cozy  And  Strong  On  The  Crest ..,~†$%#@#
@#%$†~,... With Her Sheep.                          ...,~†$%#@
#%$†~,.... And Noone Else Is Around.                ....,~†$%#
%$†~,.....                                          .....,~†$%
$†~,...... As Her Feet Move Her  Hazily Forward She ......,~†$
%$†~,..... Looks Around, And Spots  Another  Island .....,~†$%
#%$†~,.... On The Sea Of Foam.                      ....,~†$%#
@#%$†~,...                                          ...,~†$%#@
#@#%$†~,.. Stops     Mid-Stride.     She    Frowns. ..,~†$%#@#
##@#%$†~,.                                          .,~†$%#@##
#@#%$†~,..                                          ..,~†$%#@#
@#%$†~,...                                          ...,~†$%#@
#%$†~,....                                          ....,~†$%#
%$†~,.....                                          .....,~†$%