I woke up surrounded by water
And I was drowning within
My soul was floating on sins;
My thoughts became darker.
I was not prepared for two years later
Pushing and pulling – twin-flame.
I wish there was a way to feel safer,
But there has to be a loser in every game.
This time it’s me; next time it’s you;
That’s the beauty and the failure of us two.
reflections of an unquiet mind 
I guess we should concentrate on the beauty, however transitory it might be.
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My guess is that life is a circle. A chain of events that leads to the next life lesson we learn. It’s not necessarily bad. It can be an opportunity too. But it is hard to learn and to accept when to let go.
(And just because it was a funny coincidence, a song called “can’t let go” just started on my playlist)
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