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My Heart



janine canan






My heart is pouring itself out of me.
My heart is soaring toward you over thousands of miles.
My heart comes nearer and nearer.
My heart longs to enter...

Like ten fingers running over the keys,
like a powerful stream that has ever been flowing,
like a flock of night birds lit by the moon --
I am flying after my heart.....

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