The Boy Has No Soul
The boy shuddered
in the cold,
Living a life
he did not know.
Taking the pain
he did not deserve,
Slowly dying
after a moment's glow.
With tired, lifeless eyes
he faced the world.
He searched and searched
but could see no hope.
Until an earthquake
crushed his soul,
And his dead body
was pushed ashore.
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