playing on heartstrings
Funny how i can’t feel it,
the connection between my hand and my heart.
Yet together they endlessly dance.
They, in unison glide,
my heart in my ribcage;
my hand across the page.
I hope that forever they will dance together.
To the ballad that they will create.
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