That I Should Have a Soul
What went wrong with the plan
That I should be here?
A rare miscalculation, a muddle and confusion
That I was meant to be.
Did your attention drift to give me the
Blessed curse of life and choice?
A dog perhaps, dragonfly, or book,
A shrub or stream I should be.
Do you know by now the mistake you made
That I should have a soul?
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