.She was always walking,
Singing to her footsteps
Dirt ditched paths and pine cones
Digging up glass bottles
Rusty springs from feather beds
Old hubcaps on a picket fence
She planted beds of flowers
Stayed outside for hours
In spirit she's drifted to the ocea.
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