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Of Body or soul
27 April 2024 1:42 PM
Are these of words through my minds desert roam
An invention of my soul or a product of its home
Is my soul so wise and deep
That it ponders in my sleep
And in the hours of wake
My body to write it makes
Or do the days my body feels
Bring words so soft and strong as steel
Then filled with diction
My hand to paper their depiction
Are they words of soul and purpose
Or body emotion and circus
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Jasonpoet Boyd
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