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My Soul
A wandering soul,
Like the cool desert's night,
Cold and harsh,
Where the grains of the sand blows away
Through time,
Where this wandering soul walks,
Nobody knows,
Left no legacy behind,
No one would know whose soul is lost
In time,
Only,
Except me.
A wandering soul,
Like the cool desert's night,
Cold and harsh,
Where the grains of the sand blows away
Through time,
Where this wandering soul walks,
Nobody knows,
Left no legacy behind,
No one would know whose soul is lost
In time,
Only,
Except me.
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