The core of living
Our hearts keep on thumping
As long, as they can excel
Which beats and breathes
At numerous, a level
That processes, evaluates
As your heart portrays
Yet life is only a story tale
Each of a three part detail
Beginning, middle, end
You grow, come into being
Your heart suspends
Then you go below, resting
In asylum of blessed piety
Of great devoutness, and purity
Life in a hearty transcend
© daniel miltz
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