It’s strange to notice the organic and random growth of feelings in a human as the time begins to leave with every second at a time. Like footprints imprinted in memories you begin to notice interesting patterns that it made all along its way. The patterns of feelings. It’s a random growth almost like an amoeba but gets defined slowly and gradually. I noticed a strange pattern here too.
Sometimes patterns express feelings and other times feelings take on pattern.
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