Soliloquy
between me...
Remember that dream? Dancing in the school hallway… But, was it me or was it Azucena who danced? Was it me or was it Azucena who had the dream? Or was it…? After so many years without dancing, could it have been destiny? Was it telling me to wake up? Maybe it was a message so you could get back to yourself. A compelling calling from the soul.
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Wow that was transcending ♥️ Just beautiful ♥️
Gosh, this was so deep!
'A compelling calling from the soul' -Powerful conclusion!