Truth Of Two souls in The Eyes Of the pagans

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We loved each other in the moment we discussed the universe in primitiveness
We had not touched not even a kiss
Eyes connected to the soul
I thought to ask your name and you dared to read my mind
Universe crashed upon us in seconds of this moment
The square made us both sick
it is like being stuck in a microwave
I am an old soul visiting the traveling gypsies
We are well met in spite of society’s transition of regression
The old ways we shared in our energies climax
I am to sad and haunted distilled among the old ways
To re imagine the things longing to be like they used to be
Our souls cling to each other even now through the distant miles
There is no contact to be rehearsed
Truth is not a destination truth is in moments where you are suppose to be

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