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Rick Wakeman Lyrics
Narration 6 Lyrics
Cumulus clouds formed heavily in the south, like huge wool packs
heaped up in picturesque disorder. Under the influence of the
breezes they merged together, growing darker, forming a single
menacing mass. The raft lay motionless on the sluggish waveless
sea and in silence they waited for the storm.
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