I believe that there is only one soul.
One source of love and energy and life.
Half of it is woman and half of it is man.
We are all just different parts of it;
different access points and opportunities.
But all men are the same man,
all women are the same woman,
and man and woman together is what creates life.
Not in a biological or procreational sense,
but in an infinite and beautiful dance;
the existential struggle of comprehension,
acceptance and ultimately nirvana.
This poem, this body, this existence -
all of it is dedicated to true love,
in whatever form it may exist.
And if I never find it in this world,
if I never meet HER,
then I will happily take my last breathe
alone and without regret,
knowing that I never surrendered.
Chivalry is not dead.
You've just been conditioned to view it as weakness.
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