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Her
Spirit
Her
spirit moves wind chimes
When the air is still
And fills the room
With fragrance of lily
Her eyes blue green
Still seem
Perfectly happy
With nothing
Her spirit sets
The water pipes a-humming
Fat lektronic forces be with ya sound
Her spirit talks to me
Through animals
Beautiful creatures
Lay with me
Bird that calls my name
Insist that she is here
And nothing
Left to fear
Bright white squirrel
Foot of tree
Faces me
With innocent gaze
Her spirit talks to me
By
Paul McCartney |