The Soul

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A thought never spoken,
A word never shared,
Easier hidden than spoken,
For words fail but love does not,
All that is said is said,
All that is to be heard is heard,
Yet spoken words are never heard,
Unheard words are always spoken


Pain and suffering may change lives,
Paths chosen may be broken,
For what is there but to mend and move on,
A life is but lived just once,
Living experiences are but once,
Lifetimes relived always in memories.
Pain
Pleasure
Thought
Stress
Memories
Lifetimes


All are but the pawns of a single coin,
Flip it across and all that is left is but one,
The ONE thing that lived out lives and merged again- the soul

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