Within my chest's quiet chamber, a tale does unfold,
Where secrets, emotions, like threads, are tightly coiled.
Beats rhythmically dance, a known but silent code,
A universe of feelings in this heart's abode.
It quickens with love's touch, slows in life's shadows,
A compass through experiences, joy and sorrows.
Each beat, a reminder of moments lived and grown,
A lifeline of stories in rhythms yet unknown.
A fortress of courage, where passions find their home,
Igniting flames of hope in the heart's inner dome.
Yet vulnerable it stands, a testament to being true,
A mirror of humanity's delicate hue.
Oh, my heart, the wonder within me,
Keeper of history, essence, life's journey.
With every rhythm, you compose my identity,
Intriguing enigma, the heart's whispered mystery.
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