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All the secrets hidden
In the folds of red-hued linen
Eyes denied the spell of light
Across damaged ruins of a life
And he might have even bled
To hear the truths she said
But it’s lost in time instead
Rhapsody in red
Dancing in the darkness
Highlighting bitter starkness
Of the wrongs she can’t make right
No supplications in the night
And once she might have wed
And followed to his bed
But she’s lost in time instead
Rhapsody in red
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