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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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