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"Thank you," He said.
I never knew that this feeling could bloom from my chest.
What bliss.
Sparks in his eyes. Warmth from his hands.
This could very well be my end.
Here I am.
Just me.
Or is it?
Am I alone?
The people around me are too caught up in their own journeys to see mine.
Our lives are so many worlds revolving around single individuals.
A cosmos of tangled orbits overlapping.