In a desert of souls also deserted, a special soul immediately recognizes the other - maybe for that, who knows?
But none of them asked yourself.
They didn't get to use words like ''special'', ''different'' or any other way. Although, without effusions, have been recognized in the first second of the first minute. It turns out, however, that they hadn't some preparation to name emotions, not even to try to understand them. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.