It runs through my heart, sings in my ears and loves me with its gentle touch.
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The Confused Grace of the Heart: A Poem about First Love
But hope is what’s fuelling the heart. The hope that maybe we don’t have to be so far apart.
It runs through my heart, sings in my ears and loves me with its gentle touch.
But hope is what’s fuelling the heart. The hope that maybe we don’t have to be so far apart.