A soul-to-soul connection is worth the wait. Your soulmate will recognize you, befriend you and love you. They will be your best friend, lover and safe space. They will grow with you mentally, emotionally and physically. They will want to evolve with you in every dimension & level up.
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Incomparable with any other. It doesn’t happen often that someone can touch your soul, but you’ll know it when it does. You never forget it.
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In a realm unknown, where words fail to describe,
I feel your touch with every cell,
Sensations transcended.
Each lyric, each step, in perfect sway
In trance, we meld, moments divine
Feeling your music, your every line
Magic, a gift, shared in our embrace.
Your subtle grasp whispers tales of our past,
Memories echoing in waves through my body,
a tender caress, I must confess.
Hand in hand, a secret between.
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Poetry doesn't have to rhyme, it just has to
touch someone where your hands couldn't
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When you truly want to touch someone you love, you don’t use your hands, you use your soul. Imagine being with someone for years, even decades, and not ever having your souls touch each other.
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I hurt myself a hundred times just to feel something in my soul.
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got a worm nibbling my brain. can someone help me find a piece of obscure media?
webcomic/indie comic from the 2010s. basically a sci-fi short story about a young girl (with red hair?) who was being raised by scientists as part of an experiment. she receives a haircut/has her head shaved, in preparation for her annual brain scan/testing. it is revealed that while her body is human, her "brain" is artificial, made of computer implants throughout her skull and spine. at some point her biological mother (also a scientist on the same campus?) encounters her and is repulsed, viewing her as a machine who has murdered her daughter.
it was very poignant and it bruised my heart and i can NOT find it anywhere
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In pain I feel closer to you, so near.
I'd rather be shattered, bearing a heavy heart's weight,
Than dwell in void, where nothing stirs, in life's desolate state.
Revealing the depths of emotions, drawing me near, where we both stood.
Though it's sadness that binds us, it's also a thread of truth.
It's the pain that makes us real.
Alive I wanna feel.
When can love break through me?
Love is only as deep as pain is.
A bittersweet symphony where stories swell.
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“Alfred Date learned how to knit in 1932.
In 2015, at 109 he created tiny clothes for Phillip Island Penguins who needed woolen jumpers in the wake of the oil spill to help prevent penguins from swallowing the oil when they attempted to clean themselves.
Alfred ‘Alfie’ Date passed away in 2016 at 110 years old.”
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