Oh My Soul
My weary Soul
How dusty is your role
How creepy is your call
Banal is your jewelry
Normal your delicacy
How hard you try to disguise
the nakedness of your shame
by the name of Proudness and Smartness
How nearly you’v got your success
Except envy drove you up a pole
Oh My Soul
My weary Soul
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Author:
Tristan Hsu (
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- Category: Reflection
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