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| Anastacia- the siren |
she elicits these songbirds that sing with the gift of god
voices like the angels
who whispered softly in her dreams
they sit and watch
as she purrs with the magic that she is
rise and stand
they willing accept her sermon
and gently, she taps these chords
every vibration hit just so right
and they sit, watch, and become
what she intends that they are meant to be
