✏ Offhand.
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Two souls of different worlds,
One so happy and free.
The cause of a terrible heartache.
The other in excruciating pain,
Bound by the thought.
A special feeling.
An attachment.
Some sentimentality.
Are they destined to meet?
An mere acquaintance,
A friend,
A soulmate.
At different stringencies,
Tied together by the thread of life.
Or will they remain two separate bodies?
As cruel fate might be.
In a hazy memory.
Never meeting.
Untouching.
Watch as they drift silently away.
My lips are sealed.
Possibilities, possibilities.