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The window of my soul
My soul is made of air pockets
That rise and fall with the tide Sometimes they catch the moonlight And glow like pearls
Sometimes they sink and drown Leaving nothing behind
I do not know where they come from Or where they go
They are not mine to keep or control They are free and wild
Like the breath of the sea
That fills and empties me
© Yara.s
That rise and fall with the tide Sometimes they catch the moonlight And glow like pearls
Sometimes they sink and drown Leaving nothing behind
I do not know where they come from Or where they go
They are not mine to keep or control They are free and wild
Like the breath of the sea
That fills and empties me
© Yara.s
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