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Lost Souls

Well I see them here, I see them there I see them everywhere but nobody knows nobody knows I can see and communicate with the dead but if they did I know they would think I was a little touched in the head but I'm not crazy I just have one foot in this world and one foot in the other... It's like a curse and a blessing, I listen to their stories and then I try to guide them toward the light, one after another but unfortunately some souls refuse to believe their dead and will not hear otherwise they just go on trying to do all the things they used to do when they were alive, some are good, some are bad but they all have the same personalities they had when they died Well and you say well I think It'd be cool to talk to the dead, I say yeah that's what you think but most people think you're crazy, a little touched in the head, having one foot in this world and one foot in the other, it’s more a curse than a blessing but still I try to guide them toward the light, one after another but I cannot make them go if they don't want to go... It's good to know the Angels are just as busy as I am trying to save these LOST SOULS... one way or another these LOST SOULS will not linger in purgatory forever oh no someday these LOST SOULS will be found and taken to live in paradise, in the presence of God's love light for all eternity then and a half past forever!

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