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Heart Beat
The thumping Pit-Pat
Wondering where its at!
It’s something small and bright,
Something of value and light
It’s the heartbeat,
Ticking without exhausting,
sticking on same mounting.
It’s yours and mine,
Stretching on continuously,
Into an infinite line..............
Although its a small beat,
But Could be valued,
As our life’s seat.
When it starts,
It’s a door of life,
When it ends,
It’s a gate to death!
It’s the beautiful music,
The whispering lullaby,
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