perception

when I step back and look at the situation

exponentially expanding my mind to the possibilities,

like the universe inside my head.

looking at something from a different point of view,

sharing the burden of living with someone who I barely know,

but realizing that the two of us are soulmates,

just missing each other,

never finding the right wormhole.

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