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About choices of the heart |
| I am a pool of still water I am a mirror of your intentions and will reflect your choice You may choose to do me harm throw rocks at me My surface will ripple I will reflect the emptiness of your soul The ripples mock you You may choose to care for me Under my surface my soul awaits you I would receive your gift to me with all the passion of who I am A pool of still water My heart beats with anticipation I await your choice. |