Souls trapped in form
Souls trapped in form, live by instinct,
nurturing self-esteem
but being not by bliss mists inked,
God’s light do not redeem.
Without employing force,
shedding lower mind coarse,
we can change our life’s course.
Lost in lust’s storm ~
Souls trapped in form
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