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Do I know you?

Do I know you? I seem to know how your thoughts flow, how your eyes look for mine among a bunch of others. Making that connection with you seems so natural. It seems impossible that you feel the same way too… and yet equally impossible that you don’t. I am lost in your smile, in your eyes, and how that smile reaches your eyes.

I watch a vein in your neck stand out as you turn your head. I turn away… but perhaps I can never hide, perhaps I don’t want to either.

You know what would be a dead giveaway? I am not going to tell you.. it’s a give away 🙂

It’s all about letting go, and graciously at that… something I am yet to learn.

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