ORDINARY SOUL

Somewhere, you live in your own world

And I live here.

Sometimes I think of fairy tales

and fear they all disappear.

Thoughts, they become funny

And I love the trance of emotional euphony.

Lines don't need to be straight.

The way to the soul is ordinary.

With the evening sun over the horizon,

Trust me, it looks beautiful, give it a chance.

I am a little dirty and clothes are messy

But all set to hold your hand.

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