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Sometimes you have to go far down
down, down to the ground
because you are not listening
to the sound.
The sound of your soul's quiet voice
it tells you, you have a choice
but your programs get in the way
Don't worry your soul will win out soon someday.

Written by Christina Sunrise on November 14,2012

poem by Christina Sunrise
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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