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Jan 2020
The gentle tapping of my heart
It’s light, lively in the most literal sense
The moments in which I can drown out the noise ,
That’s when I can reflect
On the generosity and kindness I’ve been shown
It’s still beating, my heart
And I should be grateful
I am.
This isn’t deep, it’s just what I’m thinking.
julianna
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