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Two passing souls

On a mission of life,

They see each other

Connect eye to eye,

Is there synchronicity

Taking place,

They gaze at each other

Face to face

But neither one

Says anything,

Is there something

Or nothing to share,

Is it just a slight attraction

Or something much deeper there,

Its hard to know

But they connect

Everytime they meet,

They say nothing

They just retreat,

Into their own being,

Because it’s safer there.

Who knows the opportunities

That they miss

Or is this fated,

Stopping them from making mistakes,

Who know the answers

What do they do?

They have not got a clue.