Perfect Match 

​They two met for the first time,

Like they knew each other for ages.

They both shared the same story, 

Of their soul locked in cages.

Both dreamt of scaling heights,

Both wanted to get lost and left to find. 

Similar scars but different knives,

Synced hearts and minds well rhymed.

They were destined to age together

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