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Soul Mates
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Soul Mates

Two souls separated once again
for some unknown reason.
One incomplete and lost without the other.
An invisible bond, and eternal
connection, which cannot be severed,
exist between the two, waiting for the opportune time,
that magical moment, when both
are once again reunited.

Two souls become one,
merging one into the other, sharing the
energy, stirring and rekindling the flame which
becomes an all-consuming blaze,
strengthening the love that binds both souls together
for infinity and beyond.

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Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

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