From the moment of their inception, these two have known each other. Like casual acquaintances who pass unceremoniously on their way to and from mundane lives, these two know who the other is; their faces, mannerisms, even their names are as familiar to them as their own, but they have never met. Water flows between them, like casual greetings, carrying the remnants of the seasons that continue to pass without so much as a gentle stroke shared between the two. The conversation between metal and travertine, fountain and basin, is one of longing. A perfect match, working forever together towards the same goal, the same ideal, but never connecting in the way that free will would surely enable them to do. Like lovers who missed their chance by a simple slide of a door, this connection will never be realized and the two must forever remain content with living knowing that the other is within reach.
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