trapped in my mind
yet the soul roams free
to do as it wishes
see what the mind can't see
without form or DNA
it moves with graces
body still grounded
surrounded by faces with frowns
ones mind cannot fathom
the work of the soul
pulling the strings daily
choosing right from wrong
its the source of energy
from this beating heart
separated by spaces
atoms miles apart
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