heartbeats of the lost soul

You probably don’t know me. Maybe you have seen me, stood next to me, talked to me. Maybe you haven’t. Perhaps you haven’t even heard of me. Either way, you probably don’t know me. But here I gift you a part of me. I don’t know how you would take it, but it’s here. And that’s all there is to say.

Words forming thoughts and vice-versa.

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