In The Blue Mist
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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In the blue mist
The sacred rose - how red it shone!
And as the red
Met with the blue
What lightning flash it made!
And in the night
And in the night
What lightning do they make!
Without a roar, without a sound
The sacred rose and the blue mist
What lightning do they make!
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