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the Heart is not unmade by broke (Free verse) by daggatolar
Eyes shut
How then can the Heart
See redblood from red
Figure the feel of flesh
The face uncalculated
Is no error no arms way out
For without leave love can
For with living always is a leaving
A harm the heart is not unmade....
Even with eyes -
Only to see the lies of letters
Words telling the whole story of the world
What! Is Art a way
For legs to be always
2 and not trod in three To be a tree
And root on the spot
The care of the heart
is motion
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