Be still, my heart.
Choose a shade to dwell;
Red or yellow, pink or blue.
But know this, it is true
that thunders will rattle the ribs.
You may harbour some refugees,
Some, like sponges, will get soaked in your magic,
Some, like edgy diamonds, will scratch your soul.
Let the waves steal these diamon
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