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  • Azra Syakirah

The Soul.

Here's where everything matters — nowhere.

It is there we find solace,

A peace of mind that accompanies a calm soul,

That of which craves for tranquility,

We roam the universe to find serenity because your spirit craves for it.

Isn't the soul a fascinating thing?

It is simple yet complicated.

It is seen and unseen.

It exists.

We are too caught up in this world,

Too blinded by earthly craves and wants,

To see what really matters and what your being actually needs.

What does really matter?

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