Roaming over the plains of green
Spirits Of Love cannot be seen
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They are felt deep within the soul
When moonlight shines beams of gold
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Devouring all that crosses its path
Dispersing joy or sometimes wrath
~@~
Love spirits are destined to roam
Wherever the wind spirits are blown
~@~
To all ends of the earth it must flow
Forever roaming setting souls aglow
