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I speak to you every now and then, I have learned so much from you, dear conscience. I'm grateful for those moments, when living makes sense. I'm always open to your words, even if sometimes you sound a little bit bitter, but I guess we all go a little mad sometimes.

How can I relate or explain. Sweet surprises, I guess.
I have no demands, no demands at all, dear conscience. And yet, there is a connection that somehow was allowed to be bridged. Two worlds. Two essences that were never meant to meet but that tangibility gave birth to, something real. Something out of context. Something good.

Not an illness but an emotion. An emotion that if you allow it, it can help you forget for a quick instant and smile. I am grateful that somehow, out of nowhere, there is a bind, my sweet conscience, a bind that will keep us connected as long as our souls are breathing, as long as our eyes conjure up, as long as our minds try to forget. We'll be here. You are here.
::Thank you::