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The place where souls communicate
If you go you can hear the birds call
You will have fun but you won't be playing with a ball
The thick trees and leaves make it hard to see
But you do not need to see to listen to the sounds of the animals
As well as the souls talking because
The place where souls communicate
About the Creator
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Comments (1)
I felt this deep in my soul! Wonderful poem!