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May 3
I know nothing of my past life.
I know nothing of the next one.
But I know the inexplicable way
that I am drawn to your laugh
like I have heard it a million times before.

You are familiar in the most unknown ways.

So, the only logical conclusion that I can draw,
is that our souls are the same two
bound together since the beginning.

Matter cannot be created or destroyed,
so we are stardust under each other's hands.
BangTheDoldrums
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BangTheDoldrums  18/Gender Questioning/Chicago <3
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