A fleeting spark, a whispered thread,
Two minds entwined in words unsaid.
Beyond the noise, beyond the glance,
A silent world, a hidden dance.
Not every gaze will find its twin,
Not every soul can reach within.
Through tangled thoughts and veiled despair,
True understanding—oh, so rare.
A spark, a moment, then it’s gone,
Like echoes fading with the dawn.
Yet when it stays, when hearts align,
It turns to gold—so pure, divine.
Mental Connection Is Rare
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