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a letter to strangers... of profound gratitude
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unquestionably, so much of human experience is ineffable, yet we are sometimes irrestistibly driven by an unfathomable urge
to transfigure our thoughts into slightly more tangible forms - written words,
like trying to build wires that should somehow convey our inner electricity, the flickering light of our spirit.
there are people who briefly touch your soul without even knowing how vital they were at that particular moment in your existence;
caught in time and space, the memory of them returns in flashbacks.
in the middle of chaos, there's occasional clarity on the contour of a stranger's mouth.
strangers that read you openly from their first glance, who are able to see through you,
through your layers of secrets, through your disguise,
who take your blindfold off and let you see your own true essence;
strangers in whose eyes you spot a flare of reassurance that rekindles the nuances of your fading hope;
strangers who make loose ends meet or untie