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"Flight of the Soul"
Like relics into dust... So our bodies must But oh, our spirits fly... Like vapors in the sky The soul forever lives The soul, it takes and gives And once the soul, it flies... It echoes through the skies Forever in the night... The soul has taken flight Though the body dormant lays... The soul forever plays B.L. Houghtalin
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