**( * * * * Sweet Soul Magic©**

~dedicated to mental illness and the sweet souls it captures~
Her name was Joanne,
and she lived in a world all her own.
She taught us many things,
but most of all how love is shown.
She showed on her face,
a look of such desperation.
But what beat from her heart,
was innocence within.
Oh Joanne and the hand,
that she held out for everyone.
Copyright ©2007~S@L

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