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54 “Red Lips” anonymous, Greek folk sonG Her lips were so red . . . All right, how red? I kissed them and mine immediately were red. I wiped my lips: my handkerchief was red. I washed it in the river: the river was red, and the shore was red, and then the sea was red. An eagle drank from its water: his wings were red. And then, as he flew, the sun and the moon turned red. ...

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