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ONE OF TWO BUT YET THE SAME
Sitting here as the early morning dawn silently breaks through the clouds up above the world and I find my own thoughts, pulling at the deepness of my mind and soul transcending my inner thoughts to journey to the mere abyss of my mind, were my most deepest thoughts roams and grows with questions that keep grabbing at my spiritual soul as well as my mind.
For as I go deeper into the abyss of the darkness were my eyes can not see my hands even in front of my ebony face but yet within the mist that surrounds me, but yet I can feel that I am not alone for as the mist slowly begins to disappear from the atmosphere, there off in the distances I can see a single silhouette of a shadow of a figure standing off into the clearings of the abyss of my vision.
But yet it seems to continue to move farther away from my tender reach of affection of a want and need, but yet I can smell the pure essence of its presents as the aroma of its heavenly smell, awakens and grabs my undivided attention like a shooting star amongst the darken skies.
For as I step deeper into this mere quest of an illusion I have to question my own self sanity, for could it be true that the connections that I felt within my mind and heart and soul is not an illusion but it is in fact that of a mental and emotional connection of one of two souls, that are the same but yet living in two different dimensions each whispering the same sensations that grabs at my mind and body and soul setting my body upon fire that seems to burn totally out of control.
For as I go deeper into the abyss of the darkness were my eyes can not see my hands even in front of my ebony face but yet within the mist that surrounds me, but yet I can feel that I am not alone for as the mist slowly begins to disappear from the atmosphere, there off in the distances I can see a single silhouette of a shadow of a figure standing off into the clearings of the abyss of my vision.
But yet it seems to continue to move farther away from my tender reach of affection of a want and need, but yet I can smell the pure essence of its presents as the aroma of its heavenly smell, awakens and grabs my undivided attention like a shooting star amongst the darken skies.
For as I step deeper into this mere quest of an illusion I have to question my own self sanity, for could it be true that the connections that I felt within my mind and heart and soul is not an illusion but it is in fact that of a mental and emotional connection of one of two souls, that are the same but yet living in two different dimensions each whispering the same sensations that grabs at my mind and body and soul setting my body upon fire that seems to burn totally out of control.
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