A Soul Is Found
On a scorching afternoon
Bark covering the ground
A soul of a man
Was finally found
All through the grief
And the misbeleifs
Standing on the shore
Of this cloudy watered creek
Water so murky
And filled with mystic
Trees so bold
Covered with emerald shaded leaves
Looking back in the past
Through time’s hourglass
Found was the soul
Of this man once at last
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