They sit in a corner, cross legged style. Together, yet Worlds apart, yet one, being a part of the soul of the universe. Career bound, locked in play from misconception from birth. There's a buzz now. He looks up. All other life seems to cease. Their gaze now to a corner of the ceiling previously, perhaps immemorially, unnoticed. She see's the web
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