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Oct 2018
They say there you can find your heart.  
Where each day we play our part.  
But is it truly there?
A prisoner upstairs?
What if it needs fresh air?

Have you ever felt like your's was being torn apart?
Where you felt like you needed to live elsewhere?
What if it was just an imaginary part?

I have the answer you seek,
'tis just across the creek,
For it is not beyond your control,
It is just with those whom you share your soul.
Written by
KS
77
   Fawn
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