My Soul Dwells Here

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Arid

My soul dwells in an arid wasteland.

Void of all emotions

If eyes are the windows to the Soul,

then my eyes are like deserts.

Must I dwell in this tortuous existence called Life?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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