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HEARTS have astonishing lives.
Hearts are faint and hearts are stout;
hearts are open, hearts are closed;
hearts are clean and hearts are mean;
also warm and cold, and faint and bold;
hearts are light and hearts are heavy,
some are heavy as a stone.
They beat as one -- two hearts in waltz time.
Other hearts are lonely hunters. Hearts are whole
and half and broken; politics make some
hearts bleed. Pierced by Cupid, some are saddened;
some, like a singing bird are gladdened.
Some are worn upon your sleeve.
Hearts are all over the place.
- 'The Heart
of It All', Howard Bird
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