A kindred spirit is one in life
Who can touch your soul in a breath
With just a glance erase all strife
And remove all fear of death
A kindred spirit needs no words
She speaks within her eyes
You flock to her as feathered birds
Against any who might despise
A kindred spirit is rare to find
She hides beneath a delicate ruse
Yet, those who see remain blind
Except the friend she may choose
A kindred spirit can come and go
But in spirit she will remain
In the deepest of hearts, one can know
Like song, she returns in the refrain
A kindred spirit, a truest friend.
A delicate repose, the perfect end.
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