Soul

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Crowd voices,
But I recognise one,
I can see the figure flying in the air,
Waving at me saying “hey”.

A lost soul,
Where are you going?
Are you alone?
Mind if I'm joining?

Shattered pieces,
Waiting to be mended,
By a right person,
I hope you're not offended.

Levitated like a dry leaf,
Only I'm the wholeness piece,
Would you mind leave?
Alone is all I need.

fatin a.

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