Poetry

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Modern Heart

Her heart is her own.
No more wears it on her sleeves;
No great expectations! No more tears!
She adjusts even its tic toc beats-
No fancy arrows might break its chains,
She conquers its core and its districts.
Now,
Her heart is her own
She puts her mind in her heart.
Now,
She may wears it on her sleeves.
Now,
She may dances on its punctual beat
Let its rhythm conquers all her being.

S.C.P.B

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