A Billion Paper Hearts
A Billion Paper Hearts
Bristling in the wind
Many with similar folds
All with different creases
Whose course is decided by
The wind that allows them to fly.
Yet once this wind is sound
The hearts will hit the ground
With many a heart-beat
Wishing they had never been found.
poem by Antoine La Najja
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