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Sound of my soul

Sound of my soul is twisted in style,
Walking the streets with an aging smile.
Eyes that once gazed with hunger and flame,
Now linger on beauty, painted in space.

Sound of my soul is often blue,
But colors grow brighter when looking at you.
Not just your laughter, not just your face,
But the wisdom that shines, a quiet grace.

Time has a way of softening desire,
Turning old sparks into painter’s fire.
Each passing season has changed my sight,
I see your spirit, it dances in light.

Sound of my soul is often blue,
But colors grow brighter when looking at you.
Not just your laughter, not just your face,
But the wisdom that shines, a quiet grace.

Oh, the years may steal away the thrill,
But they give me something deeper still.
A tender gaze, a softened truth,
An old man’s hymn to the grace of youth.