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ach and every moment, there must be a certain kind of charm and style to it. Don’t you think so, Jane?</p><p id="de98">I agree, most of them wouldn’t be subtle enough to grab that charm. They wouldn’t be able to comprehend it, feel it, understand it. They wouldn’t have the sense or the guts to stop and admire it, be enamored by it, or be thankful for it.</p><p id="819b">But, I don’t care about them, Jane. I don’t worry about them, for there will always be a few, very few in fact, who will be drawn towards it, towards you, towards me, like a magnet to the iron. They might not fully comprehend it, but th

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ey will feel the connection, the bond, the inevitable pull.</p><p id="e6c1">And you can sit with them in the nights, on the roof, under the stars, and say everything that needs to be said without uttering a single word. For the words are limited, the languages have a breaking point, but the silence is eternal. And those who can speak and comprehend silence are the ones I talk about. We have that connection, Jane.</p><p id="c5eb">This is the stuff poets have been talking about for years. Yearning for that connection they could never find. A yin to their yang. An iron to their magnet.</p></article></body>

To Jane — A Certain Charm

Everything must have a certain charm to it Jane, don’t you agree?

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Every action, every word, every expression, every step, every grin, every twinkle in the eye, whatever we do in each and every moment, there must be a certain kind of charm and style to it. Don’t you think so, Jane?

I agree, most of them wouldn’t be subtle enough to grab that charm. They wouldn’t be able to comprehend it, feel it, understand it. They wouldn’t have the sense or the guts to stop and admire it, be enamored by it, or be thankful for it.

But, I don’t care about them, Jane. I don’t worry about them, for there will always be a few, very few in fact, who will be drawn towards it, towards you, towards me, like a magnet to the iron. They might not fully comprehend it, but they will feel the connection, the bond, the inevitable pull.

And you can sit with them in the nights, on the roof, under the stars, and say everything that needs to be said without uttering a single word. For the words are limited, the languages have a breaking point, but the silence is eternal. And those who can speak and comprehend silence are the ones I talk about. We have that connection, Jane.

This is the stuff poets have been talking about for years. Yearning for that connection they could never find. A yin to their yang. An iron to their magnet.

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