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by

Anne Strausser

Love never has a compromise.
with such torment from the tears she crys.
I remember seeing her rejoice
in dance in the meadows celebrating
that she's alive.
She loves to watch as the animals
frolic in play.
She carries this burden,
but it's gone wiht yesterday.
Such a marvel a real nature girl,
always giving life a chance.
Never to be sorrowed by someones' lies.
And living in paradise happy and free
she always tries.
knowing that there's a place a special meadow
where the air is clean,
people are seldom mean.
friendships you can rely.
even in a wayword home.
dancing in this meadow,
she learns from the image in the sky.
love is a constant, even with a broken wing.
It's the real hope in life and no inbetween.

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