Finding My Soul


In the face of the world
Striving to find a place
A place that holds my hand

In the taste of mercies
I strain to climb the ridges
Ridges that hold my treasures

In the solace of happiness
I embark to find my soul
A soul that holds my existence

In the heart of vanity
I endeavor to mold my sanity
Sanity that holds my humanity

In the face of the world
I learn To find a place
A place that shades my comfort

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Finding My Soul