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The clouds had made a crimson crown
About the mountains high.
The stormy sun was going down
In a stormy sky.
Why did you let your eyes so rest on me,
And hold your breath between?
In all the ages this can never be
As if it had not been.
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MICHAEL CLABE LEWIS
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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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