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Aug 2010
And I’m thinking about forever
In a philosophy class filled to the brim
And we are talking about what makes something what it is
And all I can think about is what makes me love his soul

What is existence?
Are we souls having bodies?
Or are we bodies having souls?
I never could figure that one out
But I never could think about
All these intricacies without thinking of you
Written by
Zo Nadine
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   K McElvaney
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