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Mar 2012
Sitting here against my chair,
makes me realise

The things that you think & the things that you say
may come about in any kind of way

The people that pass and the people that stay
are all somewhat connected

The presence of one is unlike that of two
our thoughts are now projected

You are not alone, your spirit is entangled
embracing the soul from alternative angles

Silently, you make a promise
to listen, share
to take in, compare

It is in fact what makes us human
the greatest mystery of all

The heart, and the soul.
Jake Scanlan
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Jake Scanlan
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