The speaker of my soul
My pen
Is not slave of me
He walks with me
Without the chains of me
In the dark zones of me
Like the sun for me
He will be
My pen
The speaker of my soul
I placed my soul
In my pen
so
no price tag for my pen
The twin of my soul
so
Let him to lead me
my soul
To the heaven of my hope
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excellent verse. the twin of my soul.