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Jan 2018
She laid on the sand
with a pen in her hand.
A notebook lay in front of her
and words quickly concur.

Her green eyes look to the sky
and she saw her words fly.
Each syllable and every note
began to sing and began to float.

The sky was full of magic lyrics
as they flew with the spirits
sailing with beatific leaven
and onward to Heaven.
Crystal Freda
Written by
Crystal Freda  25/F/Louisiana
(25/F/Louisiana)   
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