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The Hearts Language
I spoke to my heart today, in a soft language.
Like clouds of words passing through.
I told her she didn't have to feel lonely.
The sun will always warm her.
The rain will make her sparkle.
The wind will tickle against her.
The moon will present to her the brilliance of stars.
My heartbeat was a rhythm of sweet understanding.
Like clouds of words passing through.
I told her she didn't have to feel lonely.
The sun will always warm her.
The rain will make her sparkle.
The wind will tickle against her.
The moon will present to her the brilliance of stars.
My heartbeat was a rhythm of sweet understanding.
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