love the same things

i read a book. i loved the book. other people read the same book and loved it too. i listened to a song. i felt really happy. other people listened to the same song and felt happy too. i looked at the photograph at a museum and it spoke to me and intrigued me. other people went to the museum and looked at the same photograph and it spoke to them too and intrigued them in a million different ways. I found something beautiful and other people saw it and found it beautiful too. in a way, it's so odd that so many people see the same thing and feel the same way. it's as if we're all connected from somewhere far beyond the stars and are chess pieces to a much bigger game. it just seems to be blurred out from the pouring rain biting at our fingertips and canceling out the noise of all those who are the 

same

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