I wonder how our
souls are picked for our bodies.
Is a good soul placed into a bad body
just to show others not to judge by outer appearance?
Or, is a rotten soul put into a beautiful body
to show others that looks are only enough until times get tough?
Either way, our souls are what we take from this life to the next
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PoetryThere is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be...
