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The Last Glaze at Queen Anne

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Oh Anna, dressed in a white cap Don’t rise your dark eyes to the Heavens Look at this cruel crowd That has come here for you

You always wanted to be worshiped From above you looked at the world Never lowered your eyes down Stepping on the ground was never for you

Even when your days were counted You despised all that you escaped from To a scarlet velvet and a royal bed Where your womb delivered the greatest of the queens

You were given more than you imagined You drove man to his madness Hated by all, falling into the abyss You will never be

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