Home is Where the Heart Remembers

The heart beats faster when it first comes into this world, but after a few years time it all turns dull and the heart beats less for that. It still retains a thirst for more, and quickens the pace at the thought. Like a half-distant memory interposed in the back of its mind, the heart knows that from whence it came; there it shall only go. At the end of it all, gradually slowing to a faint pulse and a whisper, the heart stops beating in this world; it finally comes home.

 

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