Soulmate
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Last published Wed, Feb 6, 2019
Wenn man seinen Seelenverwandten findet, so heißt es, dann wird die Welt bunter und heller, die Luft klarer und die Töne lauter. Alles verändert sich, und das nur, wegen einer Person. Aber, woran erkennt man eigentlich, dass man seinen Seelenverwandten gefunden hat? Und was ist, wenn man nicht zueinander findet? Dies ist die Geschichte, wie ich meinen Seelenverwandeten fand und er meine Welt auf den Kopf stellte. dabei, hätte ich die Suche schon längst aufgegeben.
"Warum ich? Warum nicht einer, der besser zu dir passt?"
"Weil ich dich liebe. Und ich werde dich nie mehr loslassen."
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