I am an old soul encapsulated in modern attire.
An ethereal entity with a speck of dire.
On the journey to attain poise,
Unfeasible by assailing alloy.
In this vast universe full of maladies,
Obscure of simplistic melodies.
Preaching imperceptible to that close eye,
With that intruding wilderness,
It is subtlely not a brief sigh.
While wading through these cosmos of energies,
I'll burn all my modern effigies.
As all I'm is 'an old soul'
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