Quatrain of In The night
In The Night - disappearing soul -
it happens
I lost my soul the other night, it
disappeared in the
dark,
I could tell it was missing when
I awoke, it was a
fright.
I laid still, trembling just a little,
hoping it would come
back,
I was relieved when I turned on
the light, there it was - night
is the worst time for a
soul attack.
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Quatrain of In The Night - 8183 - Yorktown Disciple
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