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Heart by Odin Roark Can an enigma be weighed? Many would hold the heavy heart Is indeed noticeably of greater weight And yet… What can the heart do When all its wishes is respect As real As both tangible And insoluble? The heart has few friends Its bodyguards Lung left Lung right Hold 24/7 vigils Knowing without aeration Man’s lifeline is severed Storms Good times Makes no difference Pumping continues The gasp of birth Forever faithful Still Comes hurt Comes denial Come battles lost Our hearts panic Asking lungs To take the bullet Like mothers Fathers Secret Service Internal instincts Obviate thinking Risk death at any cost So goes the miraculous nature Safeguarding the one institutional identity One can really trust Life’s experience Most likely has no measurement But we know heavy Don’t we?

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