Our Souls

The tip of my soul is searching for the tip of yours

As the energies can feel one another 

Searching through the universe 

With all the debris that is clouding you and me 

Its hard to see 

Will we make it out 

Or will we never be freed 

Only time will tell 

That is guarenteed
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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