The Soul
R
Rahman Henry
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People who say soul is a thing to preserve
Are not right at all
I never pay heed to them
Rather my soul goes forth
Leaving my body behind
My soul is a shadow extended from my shadow
In fact, soul is a colored balloon
Always crosses the host body
And intends to touch the sky height
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