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The lady sang the blues
As she spoke of strange fruit
Plucked by crows and blowing in the wind

As God blessed this child
With a melancholy sensation
But the evils of her life constantly chased her,
Trying to outrun
If only to torment her
And ultimately overtake her.

And so she took flight
While seeking the serenity of her lover man
And sailing through white clouds of dust
Inhaling line after line of life
While riding that white horse
As her troubles poured forth
From the depths of her agony.

And so she crooned out the demons of her life.
The lady sang the blues
Loud and long
As rays of sun shone
Through dark rain clouds
Hanging over her head
Energizing the masses
With her sultry voice
As their worlds connected
Through song Through time
If only for a short span

And her mind and soul soared
To an ethereal state of being
Giving her a much needed warmth
From the cold blast
That caused her to shiver and shake
And the gardenias in her life to wither
Once again.

Yes, Lady Day really sang.

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