poem 27 - tear in my soul.

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rip my soul from my mind.
it deserves to be free, i don't know which one. but it does.
help me cut the linings and tethers.
let my mind fly
and soul towards different skies.
abandon my body. this worthless casing for weakness.
let me gather my final strength,
and take course for lands abundant with the fruits of the youth,
let my mind be the lips, eyes and ears it deserves.
ones that are honest, and will not fluctuate to my beliefs.
take my soul to the place it was born, it deserves the circle of birth.
take it back to the place before mistakes started being made.
it deserves to have its sins washed away, to be cleansed anew.

these two bodies of consciousness will seperate from my own body,
and will wander to place where they are not limited,
and i will finally be more than this.
i'll finally be able to be more than the limitations of my mind,
of my body,
of my soul.

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