Souls Among Thousands

Wind blowing through my hair,
rushing itself to warmer places.
Her laughter filling the dusty, colorful streets.
Getting lost in the crowd,
the city swallowed us whole.
Two souls among thousands.
I was yet to admire the beauty of coincidence,
of fate,
of God’s plan over us all.
Because being there.
Right there,
Right then.
Two souls among thousands.
Despite everything,
I was happy.

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