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p><p id="64d7">As for all Our bodies crave water Our souls, gone or done Somewhere in the infinite universe</p><p id="defa">May we change With no hurting May we rise With no harm</p><p id="c013">But let us water our souls So our minds could go back And our souls could find their soil</p><div id="6184" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-world-as-several-d3e4f3ba6c7f"> <div> <div> <h2>The World, As Several</h2> <div><h3>In our worlds we are</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*_4r35OLbm8fUfb_h)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="5414" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/what-if-e834fae8d38a">

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Believe

We could water our soul

Photo by Lucas van Oort on Unsplash

Believe we could Be, better, and still Be good At least, for our little children Rising from our ashes

We once were more We had some of it all We drank, ate… and thrived It seems now, we give it all away

Some, to no one Others, to the wrong ones And to ourselves… Wasting, overusing, underworking None’s left for good

Our mind is now … gone Our soil’s thirst hit our hearts Then our brain… And our children, coming from our blood

As for all Our bodies crave water Our souls, gone or done Somewhere in the infinite universe

May we change With no hurting May we rise With no harm

But let us water our souls So our minds could go back And our souls could find their soil

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