What Do I Have?

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A heart, an eye,
A soul that wouldn’t lie,
neither lie on the bed,
of flesh comfortably.

A breath, bane to Seth,
boon to Osiris,
And the reason Ankh,
would exist.

A thousand years,
A thousand nights,
The plight doesn’t do,
away even a slight.