Everything, it seems,
is like every other beautiful thing.
Though there are some mysteries
unlike any other mystery.
And in each one of these
individual beauties
Your essence is the common
element - making each one
both unique and akin.
Running is like life, and life is like a box of chocolates. Missing home is like missing being gone, and missing you is like a forgotten simile. So often we can only describe things by using other things as a point of reference.
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