You can never escape your own heart. It creeps into your mind, and saturates every
thought with memories of what once was.
It corrupts rational thought, and makes the once unbearable, seem
somewhat less than a minor annoyance.
The heart can turn loss into disaster, and love into a fantasy. It can create fire from smoldering embers,
and rain from a single tear. Our hearts
can distort every thought, and dream, and either tricks us into believing, or
chase us from reality.
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