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Inquisition.

Where inquisition tells of the soul and bodys attributes  we might gaze nowhere else but the sensation of a mortal shell, for in fact it is the emotional Stude that Leadeths one's soul to heaven or hell, and in the partial reproduction of life
We come to further dwell, in the deepest knowledge of a life we know As well. 
What of the body containing elements and the soul made of spiritual light,
It keeps the nature of a mortal being in a state of fight or flight, whereas the soul has no fear it's eternal to never to die,
But happens to have the powers beyond 
An unnatural cry, to be mortal is to punish oneself for the value of our death, and rationality becomes of those who cherish every breath, to be immortal in a state less panicked by the end, a feather for the wing and halo, and a shadow for a friend.

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