When feeling a warm, soothing shower in the presence of someone who lives in their heart.
When receiving a smile from someone who has no material thing.
When plunging into the experience of acknowledging love, trascending thought, trascending words.
When a look freezes painful common experiences, and later they melt into a loyal bond.
When the world of form torments, and one finds comfort in their peaceful shelter, their own self.
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