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Finding Soul Soul find in me a fresh new breeze to blow my way. Some people inherit the tendency to be right. Some people inherit the tendency to be bold. Some authorities cite there isn't much we can do about heredity but a choice to be loving protects all. No magic bullet. No single act can develop a soul. Soul find in me a fresh new breeze to blow my way, I'll breathe it in and let it go. I find soul in the eyes, in a hand shake,in a newly baked cake. Soul separate from the body which does not die, reveal to me your nature. How inherit is the soul? I walk in places that were walked in before, DNA being what it is. How hard must the wind blow to carry me to a future state were time doesn't tick and is perfect and intangible? Soul find in me a fresh new breeze to blow my way. |
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