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Feb 6
Hearts beat, hearts hurt, hearts break.
I can’t help but think—how much can I take?

The heart that beats is the heart that hurts.
The heart that hurts is the heart that breaks.
But I’ve learned through my heart that beats,
my heart that hurts, my heart that breaks—
that with it all, it still awakes.
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     Lucid, Immortality, Rick and nicole
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