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Soul's stolen house

The Brain and the Heart ran into each-other one day at the Soul's door,whose house had been stolen After a formal greeting ( they had in common a distant respect) they entered the house and left their presents. The Brain had brought a cup full of reasons, ancient and newer wise thoughts, conclusions of others and of his own, all his wrinkled substance he had brought. The Heart had a small bottle with a small, very small quantity of love essence in it. In respect to the Soul's sorrow, they exchanged no words, and left each in their own direction, to live end exist separately. Well, they knew their presents would be enough to refurnish the Soul's home.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Date: 2/5/2016 12:25:00 AM
this is an awesome poem. LINDA
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