My Soul In Ink

My Soul In Ink

I wish I could part my soul out into fractions...
Distribute pieces all around to the ones I love.
When my body finally gives way to life's retraction...
They'd still have that part me to remember who I was.

To my knowledge, though, there is no way to get that done...
So I lay it out a little bit, on each page I cover.
At least that way-someday-down the road, after I have gone...
The left behind... Who seek to discover..
Have my soul...
Right here...
In ink...
To find.

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