heart

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hunger

if all words are
words from a
life and others
are words from
the soul of that
life.. the mind
of that life

then some
words are
it’s heart

sometimes right
sometimes wrong
but always
strong.. and
pure..

i occassionally
stumble across
them as stumbling
through a dusty
attic to find a
mirror..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

it speaks volumes by being little

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