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THE RANDOM HEART

THE RANDOM HEART The random heartSearches endlesslyTo beat in synchronicityTender and gentle ecstasyWith anotherBut the years flow byAnd it goes on with no other oneFearing its own dyingIf broken once againStill it does not knowAnd never willHearts are meant to breakFall and  dieA  thousand times or moreUntil the beat at journey’s end    
— Geremia, Feb 09, 2010

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Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 4 months ago

They do, I do, we do, it does.

The beat at journeys end, oh wow that sound and will it echo in the ground, or in the sky or will it too die? All sounds apparently go on, our voices reverberate through the universe and never stop. Where has all that babble gone? And if we found it what would it be like? Here I go again tangent-thinking scusi! So true this one my Longobardolino They do, I do, we do, it does. There's hope. Annuccia
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Xanthe

16 years 4 months ago

I enjoyed this - I like the

I enjoyed this - I like the personification of the heart, as if it's something apart from the person, so can't be controlled. - Xanthe