Soulmate

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It runs deep

Deep into the soul

Deep into the caverns of the clan.

Its lineage since existence.

Always on the prowl

Hunting for the one

Vulnerable and welcoming.

Knocking on the thinner walls

Feeding on negatives.

To find an easy entrance.

To make a home or a makeshift.

There it is

To brush you.

To ruffle you.

Or turn you upside down

For a while or for life.

Padding deep within

Or hovering around you

A soulmate it is.

Dear depression

 

Illustrated by Sambita Modak

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