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How sweet they lay, the gentle skies
That comfort all the earth...
My love, does your heart forget
The promise that in stone was set...
She carries hair like blackened sins,
And subtle lines of crimson twins...
Beneath the moon, in whitened light,
There stands a candle strong and bright...
Loud, initial cries
Are heard through glass barriers...
My heart sinks back against my spine,
As to my fate it's here resigned...
Loud, initial cries
Are heard through glass barriers...
Beneath the moon, in whitened light,
There stands a candle strong and bright...
She carries hair like blackened sins,
And subtle lines of crimson twins...
My love, does your heart forget
The promise that in stone was set...
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