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Moving from left to right.
From north to south of my heart.
I fail to find even single virtue.
My heart is empty

My heart is so shrink.
Even there is no space for my self.
I ask several my heart.
'why are you beating.'
'why there is no feeling.'

My heart gently and politely said
' I am broken into pieces'
I am looking for flower,
Which convert broken pieces of heart
in to flower garden.

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