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One of Many

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By Teradyne   |   
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The heart is one
Of many things
That one can see
In many ways.

Renewed with fresh hope,
It carries on
From day to day,
Looking for dawn.

When it's torn apart,
One becomes sure
that will never heal,
or be cured.

When filled with anger,
It beats fast,
but desire to kill
can never last.

Those envious of others,
lustful and enraged,
Are the ones who's
hearts are caged.

These states; hope, depression
Rage and envy,
Are few among a
World of many.
I don't feel I can do this justice with any explination.
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wow, that was very nice