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LYRIC WORDS

The wispy withered woman at her wake Was a bent blanched bloom, yet without mistake Her lyric words march to our drumming hearts, To each body, mind and soul love impart. Her memory shines in the jeweled eyes Of grandkids making music and mud pies.

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