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Changing and replacing its heart,
with a form that was not wanted.
Touching it and so fraying the edges,
they glued it closely to their hands.
Unable to let go,
they cried out in fear.
A blind fury took over,
paralyzing what they had learnt to grow

It laughed this haunting sound,
heard by so many, but blamed on the wind,
sweeping through the trees and hair,
moving objects along with an unseen force.

It could be felt
pulling all into its lap.
Without knowledge to the existance of such a thing,
all were lost.

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