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battleground uncharted territory hiding place joyful aching bursting empty familiar and mysterious brick walls crumble at the wrong word shields go up it's tight then the next moment flowers bloom there and spring arrives it's delicate it changes hard and soft a memory box inside your chest a sacred space for sacred feelings both hidden and declared a punching bag sometimes it hangs sore and tired then a 5 year old on a trampoline wild and free up and down an ***** we dress up with poetic language every beat of it keeping us alive pumping pumping pumping very physical it must mean something our ticker our hub our essence our home our heart our human heart
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 11:04 PM UTC
our human heart
battleground uncharted territory hiding place joyful aching bursting empty familiar and mysterious brick walls crumble at the wrong word shields go up it's tight then the next moment flowers bloom there and spring arrives it's delicate it changes hard and soft a memory box inside your chest a sacred space for sacred feelings both hidden and declared a punching bag sometimes it hangs sore and tired then a 5 year old on a trampoline wild and free up and down an ***** we dress up with poetic language every beat of it keeping us alive pumping pumping pumping very physical it must mean something our ticker our hub our essence our home our heart our human heart
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 11:04 PM UTC
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