What’s a Soul Anyway?

a hope for home, a hope for a soul to grab ahold. that soul is not your own, nor mine, no more than piece of mind collected over time, in many times and many other “mines”. a box of benevolence twined and twisted through the eyes and eras some divine, some wicked. somewhere in the ether, offshore beneath the see, the answers that you seek will never set you free.

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