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A Soul


There I lie                           a soul so meek

 Aint clean at all

                          which

                                      is

                                           why

                                                  I

                                                    can't 

                                                           sleep

  The light that shone is gone with the wind

While whistling a tune      I cant understand

My deep desires  came to life

it's so mean but it      it feel so right

While I watch it happens    in front my eyes

That emptiness that was burried deep

                 come

                 back 

                  to 

                 life

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