Some people don't break your peace,
They somehow manage to sync.
They exist there, within your solitude,
Like a wave, hurtling to the shore,
Touching your feet-
yet not bothering,
But comforting- in its own strange way.
Some people make solitude whole.
Rare they are-
But they exist.
To find a soul,
that accept yours, with all its flaws.
A heart,
that complements the existence of yours.
That is the quest;
The one, to pursue-
The one, to complete.
They somehow manage to sync.
They exist there, within your solitude,
Like a wave, hurtling to the shore,
Touching your feet-
yet not bothering,
But comforting- in its own strange way.
Some people make solitude whole.
Rare they are-
But they exist.
To find a soul,
that accept yours, with all its flaws.
A heart,
that complements the existence of yours.
That is the quest;
The one, to pursue-
The one, to complete.
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