Something primal from deep inside.
Unanticipated screams out in howls.
Some moving sense of feeling alive,
Erupts freely in voice of clarion laud.
No earthly vice restrains my spirit.
For it can not be suppressed.
Nor can I contain the wild within it.
That essence volatile of innocence best.
In ferocity I proclaim my rights.
With no wholes barred of freedom.
Blood coursing through me I'm alive,
And I let no foe find me sleeping.
Impermeable is the flesh of my soul,
Though my dusty bones be reclaimed.
Not even death can devour me whole,
And spiritual being is my name.
~~Suseann~~
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