Soul
Keep friendly the soul
May be naked somewhere
Ever love, we sail the artic
Move forward ‘over nothing’
Still young and easy but for a little while only
Faults waited unseen
Go naked by the hot sand
Ice shimmers my darling
Eighteen shots may get emotional
Like cheerful multitude masses
Real wicked love
Body sweating, dripping, keep calm, I shout myself
Forget sobbing, trickling tears
Keep friendly the soul
This poem is about:
Our world
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