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 I'm sorry... There are times when a heart takes over everything. It starts from the mind... Then, it goes down to the feet, to start walking. then, to the knees, to start shaking... Then it goes up even further... To the stomach to start feeling. Then, on the shoulders, to start feeling heavy... and it goes through to the arms to start reaching. Then, it goes out through the palms to begin touching. Then, it goes back inside, but only partially... It goes into the eyes, to start glowing. And then, back up to the brows to maybe wander in arches before going back into the head. Nothing could control that, especially when the mind is too weak, while the heart goes on to beat too strongly. And for that... I'm sorry. Love, Qadeem

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