Soars
the spirit does soar,
left the feet on the ground,
the passion ensures,
faith has been found,
though we dwell in the flesh by the shore,
ole spirit does o-pen the door,
spirit it lasts evermore,
from body 2 body allowed,
wriggle 2 shrug off the shroud,
death rattle the obvious score,
come again as before and before...
depend....don't deplore...nevermore,
he he haw...Don Johnson
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