These eyes have seen unspeakable joy and unbearable ache
They have seen the unjust and the injustice of this world.
They have seen the beauty in the plain and had countless tears spill over
These ears have heard words that break and words that restore.
They have heard laughter from the innocent and the language of evil
They have heard the noise of the city and the quiet of the country
These lips have spoken words that have saved a life and brought tears of anguish
They have tasted the softness of another and the sweetness of love
They have leaked notes of harmony and hymns of praise
This body of mine has been places far and wide. Experienced things that few ever will.
This body of mine has carried me through and never given up.
This body of mine is something to be treasured and cared.
But in reality is this body ever truly mine?
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