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As a soul is free to weave , 
    It has the no intention to leave , 
        So free to retrieve and perceive 

Yet when a soul needs a bit more , 
    It disconnects  from the world 
       Feels it  is and needs to be alone , fears that no connection is to be found.
        One needs to arrive soon..

As it searches through the dark holes, bumpy roads, 
      Unforgiving tones , 
           Chilling to bones ... 
              As the funny phones too make it more confused. 
              Energy leaks its drained 


Sensitive in addition, 
Gets bashed and rushed ... hates to be, as it prefers its own pace and zone 
As it falls  ... and gets back 
     In lost trace, but still so overwhelmed. 

Needs to be retrieved .. 

By who ? Would reach the uneven soul whos fine on its own
  If time passed it learned  to deal with its own death of sorrow , or down  , awareness , attention divide the inability to decide ...  
  
 But needs a bit more...  It needs  to retrieve a soul who's in the same  deep hole .  

So another yearns to retrieve . 

           Catches it's golden  hand , 
they just know . Encounter
            They jump up over the dark ramp 
It's a moment of glory matter
            They were trapped in a map 
Way is found ... 
             The end to the vicious lap 

Mutually healed , 
     Forever cheered . 

Perfect understanding to immeasurability
.... Own terrane, of deep soul infinity  
               Perfect compromise
                   Love has no price 
                        In this thankful terrace 
                          A true reflection 
                                   To this new connection.

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