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When he met her it was like the
end of a movie. A very long movie.
You know the type, where nothing
turned out right. All the pieces
were jagged and left their marks.
Nothing seemed to fit. Right there
you expected it all to come
crashing down. With no solution.
Then the music started playing. By
a band you never heard of. Yet you
vowed to get their album.
As he walked the beats teased his
steps. And it all fit together.
Because it touched him. He didn’t
even know it was there. Until he
turned around and it met him. Face
to face. Staring into his eyes and he
could feel its breath. His lips
moved. And you could make out a
faint utterance. Like soft fluttering
wings fighting against a storm.
You couldn’t quite make out what
he said. But you didn’t need to.
You knew what was next. Events
lined up magnetically. Pointing to
understanding and light. That
glimmer of light up ahead. True
North. And he smiled with his next
step. And so did you.