So let your heart, sweet heart,
Be a compass when you're lost to me.
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¤The drum inside of us, the heart, is made up of thousands of tiny compasses.
(they are growing up without me)
Each one leads us to a different sense.
(everyone left me, even you)
They allow us to find hope, sadness, anger, pride, and all things humane.
(now i am here, we meet again)
All of these smaller compasses make up one giant compass, your heart as a whole, and this compass is destined to lead you to one sole person, and their heart to yours.
(please, save me, fix me, love me)
I know I will find you, some day.
(again.)
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In a wounded small town, Jungkook grows up to the sound of Yoongi's music.
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FanficWith his heart as his guide, Jungkook grows up to the sound of Yoongi's music. ***