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Wandering Soul

April 11, 2013
By Anonymous

In darkness it waits,
the wandering soul
In a place so stiff
life bursts through clothed folds
Awaiting an escape
to a land worthwhile
Someplace to call home
Where every opinion is in style
And it waits,
slowly growing thin
a hallow statue
that once used to glow from within.



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