When??

-When will we meet??

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When will I meet the one who feels like home? A question that hums in the quiet of my bones….

Is it written in stars, or drifting in fate, Somewhere beyond a moment, a city, a gate?

They say in old whispers from distant skies, Two souls are tied though the world may disguise…

An unseen thread, gentle yet strong, Pulls hearts together though the road feels long…

Across crowded trains and midnight streets, Across silent wishes and restless heartbeats,

That thread stretches softly through time and space, Guiding two strangers to the same warm place….

Maybe we’ve passed in a marketplace line, Or shared the same sunset at different times….

Maybe the wind already knows your name, Carrying echoes of a future flame….

The red thread waits, patient and wise, Tangled in dreams and starlit skies….

It bends but never breaks apart… A quiet promise from heart to heart…

So when will we meet? I cannot say, Perhaps tomorrow, perhaps far away….

But somewhere the thread is pulling tight… Two wandering souls drawing close tonight…

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