What would it be like to be a Soul?
Would you know exactly what you are
And your purpose in Life?
Or would you wander in the deep recesses
Of Somewhere looking for Something?
Would you be a solid thing, thick like an elephant?
Or more opack, floating along like a jellyfish?
Would you see or hear or talk or feel?
Would you like to dance?
Or the smell of the rain?
What is a Soul, really?
Why do we have Souls?
Do we have Souls?
What, I wonder, would it be like.
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