Traveled SoulA Poem by LauraTraveling souls is wat we are living are lives is wat we do Humans are here to live and die but our souls keeps on to a new time
To the pyarmids of egypt to the great wall and our days as hippies We are not only human but even more we are the traveling souls. © 2010 LauraAuthor's Note
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