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she plays her instrument with passion
caressing and stroking each string
so her music is pouring out as from
a living breathing thing

she fills that hall pleasure
and every once in a while
she catches my eye
with that special smile

her message is of love
as she sits there and plays
i'll be with you very soon
the simple words she says

and i close my eyes
qjite content to share
the music of her soul
with those gathered there

she plays her instrument with passion
in her own unique and caring style
i share her with the world but know
she'll be just mine in a very little while

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