Two souls walk a single path,
hands entwined, steps aligned.
Their laughter weaves through time,
a quiet thread in the vast expanse.
One vision, not borrowed but built,
stone by stone, breath by breath.
They do not ask where the road bends,
only that they walk it together.
In silence, they understand-
not halves searching for completion,
but two flames burning steady,
lighting the way for one another.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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