Portals To The Soul Portals to the soul They call them But through these same Twain Thresholds saw them Looking back And judging me. Determined And so plainly searching Like demons So insanely lurching For something just beyond their reach My soul they seek But it's not them Nor through these portals do they see within. I look out. That's what living's all about. And all I see Is all I am There is no stranger And no strange land.
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