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Ode To My Sole
Foot it feetly here and there
Soft of skin and curly hair
Jam between the toes
All eight of them
Such nauseous aromas reach my nose!
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What is a soul
But a combination of wormholes
Gathered together as one
To kick some ass-punk.
The uncertainty of one
Makes Soulpunk improbable
Walking on the radius of a nebula
Where stardom is waiting for all of us.
Soul is a thingamajig
Nothing discreet within
Slaying the waters of genres
With a world of its own.
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Tevun-Krus #104 - SoulPunk
Science-FictionA world powered by the souls of its denizens... Or maybe one where there is no physical body at all, only the ethereal form...? SoulPunk is sci-fi where--well, you know the drill by now, 'troopers! Away we go!
