There is a dream about a poem last night,

But I forgot it this morning.

There is a rhythm about you therewithal,

But I lost it no more.

Locked inside the body,

Speechless with the mouth,

Invisible through the eyes,

Silent into the ear,

Untouchable beneath the skin,

Flavorless within the nose,

Null toward the feelings,

But everything … about the Soul.

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