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Who knows what kind of reality the soul occupies, and where it goes when the body ceases to function? I can feel you here, I can feel you here, I can feel you here, inside It has been my experience that all things follow patterns miracles happen through the consistency of nature I can feel you here, I can feel you here, I can feel you here, inside I choose to believe that this same principle carries on beyond this reality that life is unending, but ever changing... From Letras Mania