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May 2010
i sat and watched an angel sat beneath a tree
playing on her harp a lovely melody
plcking on the strings picking every note
the tune was emotional my heart began to float
she had flowing hair as lovely as can be
sitting there so beautiful playing just for me
when she finished playing she spread her wings and flew
back up to her heaven in the sky so blue
Written by
william worthless
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   M G Stankovich
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