A Heart That Speaks
The currency of strength he holds not deaf to.
Intact, a willingness in favor of their ability.
Touched, not by the unfamiliar hands of hindrance,
but by her waking heart that speaks.
Uninterrupted, by the thoughts of the trained unfortunate.
His fortune, submits him to ideas of the unknown.
He speaks, with no approval of the mind.
In the Infinite, he expresses through feeling-
A playground; void of the pain of past, a fimiliarity is at play.
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