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Old Souls


Old souls know about money,

and run from it more than the rest

 

They’ve witnessed the toll it exacts,

they’ve witnessed the joy it rejects

 

An old soul lives on a shoestring,

tied to something that money can’t buy

 

An old soul is not bought so cheaply

—as that new soul that’s never flown high

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)

 

 

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