Impulse of the soul

Impulse of the soul

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A dissection of the mind. A bloom of thoughts. Ever wonder what it would be like to know someone's soul before you know them? To hear them from thousands of miles away? To know their mind, but not their face? What if you could travel millions of miles away but stay where you are? All the cliches say that love is mysterious and unfathomable, but who's to say we don't know it inherently? We stare out of windows into the light, wondering if the other part to our soul sees it too. We search in songs, poetry, art, just to catch a glimpse of them, to find the connection, to bind ourselves back together, for our hearts to beat, synchronised.
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