there's no compulsion, an agreement
amid the emotion, no one knows,
even nobody can understand
it, a silent agreement
without any
witness
or signature, a formless reverence, an
integrity for each other, the beauty
of truth exists in the heart, the
relationship beyond the
imagination, though
it's rare, but
touchable,
just
required the solemn of the innermost,
the replete purity of heart - - -
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