Poem -
The Soul

A soul is to its self ,
the divinest of a friend,
or the most scrutinising spy,
an enemy could send.
Yet if a soul keeps true to self,
no wayward can come in stealth,
a soul is god to its own being,
and every soul should stood as self be no less in awe

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