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This is for that cold whistle and its tempestuous ring.
Come to greet me in your hardened sheen? O, You crystal empress--
blind as the night, and clear as the day can see.
Un
der
a
drea
y
sea,

Un
der
a
drea
y
sea,

Un
der
a
drea
y
sea.
There is a fire at the lake?  Wow, that's brutal.
No problem, the sadness of silence for
a hurricane Absorbs your thoughts
Nothing better then seeing.
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