Red String [VIXX] - ENG.

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"- Tell me... Why does not my heart stop if my soul is gone ?"

"The heart is... only like a physical synthesis of this soul. It has nothing to envy of its carnal envelope puppet. While the latter does not offer him that the gesture and the senses, the soul is a provider of very ample flavors of life, of what colors and dries it.

If it is not dependent on this shell full of artifices, yet the nature of certain souls makes them blind to the pure essence of each. A truth, an authenticity whose unanimity can't be defined by so many variants. While others... others discern this hidden treasure in those promised to them by the red string of destiny.

Binoculars. Counterparts. Alter ego. Analog.

One is for the other the content of many vigorous details, as the only missing piece of a puzzle too complex to offer the desire to complete by the foreigners, to understand its ultimate meaning. To reveal the virtues of such a sublime show with unique reliefs. Besides the place, besides the date, besides the thought of others.

To inspire the strength to run on a battlefield, as the limit of a stupid organ confers.

To love.

To live. Simply. Fully.

If the palpitations of your heart are still impetuous, nothing has been lost. It is not yet too late. They only need to satisfy the false lack that oppresses you.

They evoke the presence of your soul, always beautiful and good there.

Bored, hibernating until approaching the long-awaited one.

So, never forget to cherish it.

Never."