Heart Transplant

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Thoughts on Life

My heart served its purpose,

But now it was overused

And on the brink of failure.



They wheeled me into

The operating room and

Conducted a procedure

To remove my heart.



Left with an empty hole,

They filled it when you

Donated me your heart,

Giving me life once again.



I accepted your heart

With open arms, rejecting

My own in the process.

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