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i'm certain my heart is beating, i can feel it leap in my chest but i don't know what exactly for. ask me what gets it racing, what makes my stomach turn and my chest heave, and i will not be able to tell you a single answer. but i can tell you a strange fact: i have learned to fall in love a million times a day. my heart has grown bigger by tenfold to take in pieces of the world and all of its people, for it cannot bear to spend a single second idle. my heart is here—held out and admittedly quite vulnerable— for anyone and anything to take because i thrive on living to love, and this is what keeps my heart beating.
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Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 2:44 PM UTC
what makes the heart beat?
i'm certain my heart is beating, i can feel it leap in my chest but i don't know what exactly for. ask me what gets it racing, what makes my stomach turn and my chest heave, and i will not be able to tell you a single answer. but i can tell you a strange fact: i have learned to fall in love a million times a day. my heart has grown bigger by tenfold to take in pieces of the world and all of its people, for it cannot bear to spend a single second idle. my heart is here—held out and admittedly quite vulnerable— for anyone and anything to take because i thrive on living to love, and this is what keeps my heart beating.
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Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 2:44 PM UTC
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