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A Tireless Soul
Walk that path that lead over yonder hills, walk it and no,
As the core of the Sun bring glare to the sky,
The sea must maintain its waves,
The Soul need not count its days or be allowed distraction,
Can it be that my soul grow weary,
What thing is that which will not allow my soul
Could it be, all those things that trouble the Soul,
A tireless Soul is one that do not rest under the
Hear the voices of those who knew not
Such should be the Tireless Soul compass, never to lose its way to a place
A tireless Afrikan Soul rest not until the work is done © 2005 By 2005 Osiris Akkebala
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