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This soul

Though it may ere,

But it cares.

Like boxing gloves

Craving a chick,

Paradise it craves.

It is the home of

Growing passion,

Patience and dedication.

Though the night may

Come and the lights go off,

Yet it will seize that chance

To break through the dark.

Its heart may break, and

Its spirit be crashed,

But best never shall

It stand – down and

Bow before defeat, if

It still strongly believe

It can go on.
“This soul”.

10/09/2014

BY MR S ZULU
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