Different Perspectives
There are those who think with their head
From the time they’re born until dead.
For them, things always seem logical.
Sometimes profound, but never magical.
Then there are those who think with their heart,
And they live in a world quite apart.
They wear their hearts on their sleeves low
And end up like Venus de Milo.
Most people straddle the fence
In order to ensure life makes sense.
They spend their precarious days
Avoiding heads and hearts from both ways.
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