Souls

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Souls were once clouds of the day
Soaring around in the depths of the blue light sky
Seeing the world in greater heights
Until the clouds wither in floating lights
Into the suns stubby thighs
Living life a second time
With the ones who made it right
Until the body becomes unalive
Rising again with the midnight sky
To be brought upon our wings of flight
Watching the gates take its time
Before seeing It's choice of might
Being decided of sides
Until the tide is just right
Only then we'll be united
With the ones it seeks
Their souls tonight
A forevermore today
Shall shine as bright
As a normal day and night

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