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poopwarrior
poopwarrior A dreamer seeking escape.
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Finally, we found each other.

Searching.

I'm frantic

Searching the crowd

Pushing my way through

Not affected by glare or growl

I'm restless

Looking for the one

Meant for me

Made for me

I run

Drawing shallow breaths

Run as fast as I can as far as I can

Only a glimpse would suffice

I'm needy

Desperate to find him

To fulfill the destiny

Our souls were created for

I stop

Butterflies fluttering in my stomach

Flapping around excitedly

Impatiently

There he is

A head

Bobbing through people I don't care about

Unnecessary obstacles, they are

I catch up with him

Take my hand

Out of my pocket

Holding what was always meant for him

In front of his face.

And shoot.

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