a year after your death.
Searching for that heart
that you never found yourself.
It has to be out there --
every person gets one.
But wherever you lost yours
is a place if infinite secrecy.
Have faith -- I will find it
and return it to you,.
wherever you may be
(as cold as I fear it is).
A year after your death,
I'll still be looking for you
and the heart you lost
while looking for me.
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