The heart has no eyes to see,
No ears to hear.
But sometimes it is forgotten.
Color, appearance makes no difference
Voice no mater the sound
We all have hearts.
No matter where we go the heart is what we share.
-a little poem I wrote
The heart has no eyes to see,
No ears to hear.
But sometimes it is forgotten.
Color, appearance makes no difference
Voice no mater the sound
We all have hearts.
No matter where we go the heart is what we share.
-a little poem I wrote
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