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BLACK STREAM by DEAD CAN DANCE
Where the stars sleep in the calm black stream, Like some great lily, pale Ophelia floats, Slowly floats, wound in her veils like a dream. Half heard in the woods, halloos from distant throats.
A thousand years has sad Ophelia gone Glimmering on the water, a phantom fair: A thousand years her soft distracted song Has waked the answering evening air.
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BLACKSTREAM by DEADCANDANCE
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