Poetry Soul-full Poetry April 5, 2017 1 Comment Where my Soul lives There is nothing, nothing ever, that repeats the existence of the place I once saw up high. This is where my soul lives through my left and my right eye. It is so clear, so beautiful, we all belong there. Facebook Comments Свързани Previous Post Next Post Още Вдъхновение November 16, 2017 The Most Quiet One March 9, 2016 How I Met The Word Soliloquy December 6, 2018 New Life – The Prayer of the Phoenix Leave a Reply Cancel reply This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.