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Apr 2019
There’s a song in my soul
That I try to control
But it won’t be directed
Or infected by me
My higher self singing
and flinging me
forwards into the light,
with my dreams in sight
There - where I am awake,
with glimmer and gleam and
in sync with my being.
Chantell Wild
Written by
Chantell Wild  south africa
(south africa)   
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   ---, Sheila A and Loser
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