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Stop whatever you're doing
Don't listen to those fake thoughts
Stop
Put your hand over your heart
.....
Do you feel that
Do you feel the beat
You're body is pulsating
With life
With love
And with light
And if you listen close enough
...
You can actually hear that in those beats
It's like listening to a clock ticking through time
Now, that's how to REALLY listen to your heart
And once you hear it's beauty
You'll want to hear more
So maybe it's time that you listen to someone else's heart too
Because sometimes
Hearts beat in sinc
Just like how my heart beats for you
So dear
Let's take a break from this nightmare
Put your head on my chest
And listen
As my heart beats for you
And let our hearts gradually beat slower
And slower
As we fall asleep
Into a better dream
Ok dear
Don't listen to those fake thoughts
Stop
Put your hand over your heart
.....
Do you feel that
Do you feel the beat
You're body is pulsating
With life
With love
And with light
And if you listen close enough
...
You can actually hear that in those beats
It's like listening to a clock ticking through time
Now, that's how to REALLY listen to your heart
And once you hear it's beauty
You'll want to hear more
So maybe it's time that you listen to someone else's heart too
Because sometimes
Hearts beat in sinc
Just like how my heart beats for you
So dear
Let's take a break from this nightmare
Put your head on my chest
And listen
As my heart beats for you
And let our hearts gradually beat slower
And slower
As we fall asleep
Into a better dream
Ok dear
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The stars glimmer overhead like so many eyes, his only witnesses. There’s the barest hint of light in the east. Arthur takes a deep breath and just stops on the corner, allowing himself to feel.
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Lovely writing