If hearts are warm
they face life’s storm
and see the truth
that is their youth
for hearts don’t die
if they can fly;
they don’t get cold
as we get old.
They shine their light
and know what’s right
and walk the trail
that cannot fail.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
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