Pulse
The torn heart sings
Even when all is murky
Even when all is gloomy
The roots of the heart touches miles
Even when swimming in a pool of death
Even when burried in marsh
The glow in the heart is richly ablaze
Even when surrounded by tragedy
Even when the air only chokes
It knows there is life after and beyond
Timeless senses promise
The sky is only a cloud away
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