In that world
there is no time or place -
for my soul that seeks no welcoming light
or a shadow’s kind embrace.
No rest it shall find, for it seeks no rest,
nor it seeks a consoling word.
There is no worst for my soul or best,
for it dwells in a different world.
In that world there are no lies, no hurt,
no callousness, no wars…
In that wonderful, magical world there’s naught
but my soul, alongside yours.
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