They were strangers
Souls who have been in different places at the same time
Or that in the same place but different times
But it was possible that all along
They were in the same place at the same time
But they don’t know
They may have not known…
Or that a manifold of sunsets picturesque in basking colors of yellow and tangerine
But it was possible they were gazing at the same immense canvas all along
But they don’t know
They may have not known…
They were strangers or rather they were really not
He sets the path- the hearts determine.
Souls who have been in different places at the same time
Or that in the same place but different times
But it was possible that all along
They were in the same place at the same time
But they don’t know
They may have not known…
They were strangers
Individuals who have seen the sunrise at different dawnsOr that a manifold of sunsets picturesque in basking colors of yellow and tangerine
But it was possible they were gazing at the same immense canvas all along
But they don’t know
They may have not known…
They were strangers or rather they were really not
Multitude of them have locked eyes in an instance or twoThey were strangers or rather they were really not
He sets the path- the hearts determine.
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