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My heart has been subtracted contracted,
Just a fractioned proportioned down sum of what it once was. 
Payment for the stipend of lost loves and years gone by.
 All that’s left are receipts little paper hearts. 
As I idly meander some become litter lost along the way.
 Prudently you hold the little paper heart. 
You begin unfolding the crumples, creases, and pleats.
 Modestly you hold out your hand and return my heart to me.
 Whole…… 
Thank you my love. 
But I think you should hold on to it just for safe keeping.

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