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Jul 2015
maybe,
but it's just a maybe,
no one really knows,
when the sun rises
it brings life
to all the newborn
and when it sets
it reaps all the lost souls
which bodies can no longer carry.
maybe,
but it's just a maybe,
you know,
the moon lights the way
to the other side
so all the souls
who were too dizzy
to take the sun's hands
can go where they belong

i hope that one day
the sun will set,
i will take its hand,
and i will walk my way
beside the other souls.
but most most of all
i really hope that
when the sun rises the next morning
i will wake up in a new body
i hope so hard that the dead dog i saw today has found its way to the other side, i hope that we do too
A lost soul
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A lost soul
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