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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.                      ¤$†-^¨¨¨¨¨
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¨¨¨^-†$¤@¶ Stops    Mid-Stride.     She     Frowns. ¶@¤$†-^¨¨¨
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