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Lo-Ghost – please listen to this if you can

She cradled her heart, singing in hushed whispers.
Songs of hope and love, times of happiness,
of a life where heartbreak was unfamiliar.
As she sang, her heart’s beats formed a tune of acceptance.
 It had forgiven, it was healing, it was thankful,
to be held, with such tenderness.
Her hushed whispers, turned to a beautiful wailing,
creating a haunting tune, as the pain left her heart.
She wept for her heart, not in sadness, but in joy,
they were one, again.

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