Soul rises
theres yellow lights
theres red color
When I close my eyes
I lift up my hands of soul
I lift up my wings of soul
theres peace

My hands of soul
embrace my soul
my hands on my body
embrace my beautiful body
my look is so pure
eternal soul

is so fresh and long
to profound and beautiful
rain of my soul
There is in this soul
A single soul
An original soul
A soul that loves
although life was water
of falling cascade

I love myself I love
you wherever you go
I am Original
Original are my desire
my desire to live my desire to feel
I do not look to anyone
Original is my soul.
-Jonatan Vega

Aaaa The words meant that the soul is sighing is how it sounds in
which sighs.

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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