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The Soul Within every heart lies an unconquerable soul; A soul of great hope, of great care and control. A soul has no limits and flies as a dove; It learns from a teacher whom we know as love. A soul is well known by many, yet goes without detection, Asking only for kindness, for warmth and affection. A soul can not possibly ever hope to be free- Until it truly understands the meaning of the words... I AM ME. Christopher T. Moore July 28, 1989 |
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