My soul
The soul is the window of the mind,...
It sees everything, even when you are blind...
He never judges, he just wants you to find...
My soul travels everywhere I go,...
I see him in my own shadow...,
The soul is one with the universe,..
It can't be described with a 1000 words..,
When we die, it travels to places, very far away...,
where there is no night or no day..,
And after I die, I hope that's where I'll stay...
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