Old Soul

Colors splashed
Smoothly blend
Holding hands
Embracing when.

Wiping sleep
Sharing yawns
Peace exists
In your arms.

Go on world
Spin out of control
Where there is warmth
Happiness exists
Old soul.
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Posted: Nov 2014

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