They call
the sound
heartbeat.
I think
I know
just why:
Battered
by time,
by age,
choices,
both bad
and worse.
It fights,
clenches
a fist
against
my ribs,
railing
against
the walls
of me,
so worn,
so tired
from all
of this.
Tired Heart
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But you will persevere. Because you have to. You just do.
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