Whose story is it?
he is there in her’s, or it is his story where she is there?
Is it her story? Or his?
Is it mine or yours?
Or is it not about them at all? But a story of hope and desire.
Of finding the source.
The reason? The highlight, the plot.
What matters to us?
For me they are the elements in a magic that the universe has chosen to weave.
A glitch , like a randomness in the existence.
But… life for them.
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