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Mine.
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  • Reads 1,871
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  • Parts 8
  • Time 51m
Ongoing, First published Jul 13, 2015
"We need silence to be able to touch souls."  -Mother Teresa 

How do you know if someone is your person? Your person, your soulmate, your best friend, how do you know? 

Is it when they can tell something is wrong with you, even though the rest of the world thinks you're fine? 
Is it when you become attached to them 24/7 and need them by your side? 
Is it when they can see through your lies and call you out on your BS, but you can't hate them for it? 

It can be all these things. The thought of a person being yours is beyond inspiring. Just imagine it.
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