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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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