Perfect Strangers

One a wandering heart,
Other a lone ranger.
On a journey which they depart,
Turns out to be a game changer.

It was too weird a HI,
But deep down they smiled.
Didn’t bat an eye,
But the souls knew the match was filed.

When lost amidst the ride for long,
Time forged them apart.
It still was a blissful song,
That resumed without a restart.

It was the missing Jig-Saw block,
Or they found buried treasures.
Extracted from the flock,
They were the Perfect Strangers.

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