Me and my soul
Leaving on a jet plane insane and pained
my soul left for outer space outreaching
the level of surface of what's what left
in the black hole of sacrifice
But the winter was strong and the spring
and the summer came, the temperature was rising
and the soul and me came together again
overwhelming of the light the sun gave to me
Now I can se clear that nothing compares
to be without the soul of mine
I don't want you ever to leave me again
Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2006-05-04 at 22:02
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