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Soul

Soul

Life. winning, losing, dying. Its the natural order. The soul, its what makes us human. A man without soul, is just an empty vessel, wandering upon earth, lost, scared, without destination. A Soul, replaced with an empty hole, is a key, to neverending pain, to Hell. A man with soul, shall never roam without destination, soul is the key to heaven, to neverending happiness

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John Prophet

The soul. It’s what makes us human. Great write!

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Gwendoline

Hello LeeviJ and welcome to Cosmo. This is a great first post. I loved the imagery you penned. Sometimes yes we humans can feel hollow inside, and that causes us to stray. Fine tuning is the key and I feel this write highlights the significance of self awareness as we journey. The need to continue to draw near the light 
Thanks for sharing 
Gwen :)

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