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About This Poem
Diamond Hearts
Soft like a pillow of cotton,
tactile like a rose against skin,
cherished like the most rarest silk;
many things create an image of
comfort.
Bright like stars in the midnight
sky,
hidden like the most precious
of jewels,
secret like the unspoken whispers
of humanity;
images of peace are untouched by
bloodstained ways.
Inert like stone,
strong like steel,
diamond hearts are forever created
but lost like melting snow in the
summer sun.
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