Cutting the chords

The chords that connected the two
The body and the soul
Are now cut
The body feels no pain
The soul it is free to fly
Back and forth up sky
Now no more past haunts
No more future taunts
Everything lies in this minute
Where my body remains numb
No shivers no aches no more journey to take
No food no water no more is the difference between what’s real and what’s fake.
The chords are cut, a prayer towards the sky
Final destination to the world up sky

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