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Feb 2011
My soul is flying way up high ..I feel its love somewhere inside
the blueness of those clouds above not white nor golden just full of love
my strings fell out no bow to strike ..no music sounding only fright
Maybe soon we'll here their tune.. a heart and bow with strings in bloom
Soul so flying way up high come on in its time to ......???
andy fardell
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