I feel her bracelet cold on my wrist
I taste the coffee bitter in my mouth
I smell her perfume drifting in the air
I see her standing over me, strong and beautiful
And then I don't feel or see or smell or taste anything any more
I feel her bracelet cold on my wrist
I taste the coffee bitter in my mouth
I smell her perfume drifting in the air
I see her standing over me, strong and beautiful
And then I don't feel or see or smell or taste anything any more
Jeannette Rankin 1880-1973
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