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Originally posted by EuphorianSea
As a kid, I hated tomatoes. But everyone else seemed to love them. I was like huh? How can you...? But now - I appreciate them even more. They may not be strawberries. They may not be apples and pears. But they are special, rare and always there. You see sis - we're opposites; cut from the cloth. Like an orange divided into quarters; we're two halves of the same whole. If I get eliminated this week, I expect you to run away with me. To the mountain tops. Where no one can intervene. But if you don't...I'll understand. Cause you're my man.
Damn, that actually made me teary.
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I know exactly what you mean and I feel the same way. There's a way you can feel energy, and I always knew ours was from the same source. We were sprouted from the apple tree. We grew together, flourished, and then fell, and we're torn apart. But together, we are always one. Our seeds will go on. We may be red or we may be green. But we are beautiful. The skin is the unlike any other fruit, because it's the skin you're in. So, so gorgeous.
I'm ready to run away. A place where we don't need words or numbers. We let the wind speak and our hands feel. We communicated with the senses. We love in the universe. We are the universe.