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WHAT IS THE LIGHT,
FROM DEEP WITHIN,
PERMEATES OUR BEING.

IS IT LIKE,
THE FULL MOON'S GLOW,
RINGS OF LIGHT GROW OUTWARD.

DOES THE SPRINGTIME FLOWERS SCENT
GIVE HINT THAT OF ITS ESSENCE.

DOES THE AURA OF ONES SOUL,
SHINE SO BRIGHT IT BLINDS US.

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AURA OF THE SOUL

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