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Ongoing, First published Nov 25, 2023
Mature
In the clandestine corners of the city, our paths converged, two enigmatic souls drawn together by an unspoken magnetism. She, like me, moved with the grace of a shadow, navigating the world with a mystique that mirrored my own. Our encounters were subtle, fleeting glances exchanged in crowded places, a recognition that transcended words. We mirrored each other's movements, each step an unspoken acknowledgement of our shared existence in the periphery. As our silent dance continued, a mutual understanding blossomed, an unspoken bond forged in the art of observation. We existed in a realm where words were unnecessary, where our actions spoke volumes, weaving a tale of connection in the tapestry of secrecy. In the labyrinth of our hidden lives, we found solace in each other's presence. Our love story unfolded in stolen moments, in the unspoken language of two souls intimately acquainted with the shadows. Together, we embraced the paradox of our existence, finding companionship in the silent symphony of our clandestine world. « You are a psychopath. » He answered « I prefer creative my Angel »All Rights Reserved
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