You

Go back to dust and decay,
Body, grown weary and old;
You are worthless to me from today-
No longer my soul can you hold.
I lay you down gladly forever
For a life that is better than this;
I go where partings ne'er sever
You into oblivion's abyss.

WENONAH STEVENS ABBOTT ~A SOUL'S SOLILOQUY

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Strength in depth

I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul