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The First Encounter

When the beat of the

Soul but not the heart palpitated to the rhythm

Away from all that was known.

Silent, shimmering, slow-motion surroundings,

That was the first encounter.

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To recognize a face never met,

To remember a name never heard.

It must have been fate

Or it could have been doomsday

That was the first encounter.

Nayla Carrasco

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Hi! I'm Nayla Carrasco, the creative face and owner behind Mrs. Nayla. I love to read and write, travel, take pictures, set my kitchen, draw, and paint on canvas. As an English teacher, I like to research and share my knowledge about anything related to education and the world I see on social media and through my blog. When I'm not studying, teaching, painting, cooking, or capturing life's moments behind a camera lens, I'm busy spending time with my family.

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  1. The Voiceless Heart's avatar

    I love the contrast between it possibly being fate, or on the other end, doomsday. It’s powerful because it’s so true. You never know what’ll bring. Only can you dive in and find out. Love it 🙂

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