The Heart
The Heart an instrument attached to life's support. It pumps as long as Life is abound. It should not be fooled with or made a fool of.
It gives love and Life. It's tremendous in it's giving. And always there for the
taking.
The Heart is joy and happiness when shared. But can become withered and sad when not shared. It can neither rest for if it stops life's portal is ended. And may not be started again.
The Heart an instrument of life never to be fooled with or made a fool of.
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