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Soul Search

Give me the real.
Give me the old.
Give me a piece of your windowless soul.
Give me your glasses.
Give me your ears.
Give me a synopsis of your favorite years.
Hollow your breath.
Pace your heart.
Give me a map, somewhere to start.
A kiss on the cheek.
A whisper, so meek.
A road map to your soul, every sweet little street.
Overturn every rock, put away that old mop.
Your soul doesn’t need to be cleaned.
I’ll love you the same, please don’t ever change.
You are the one that I need.

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