I am intellect beyond achievement,
For the forms of my health are vast;
The heart is a place for intelligent being,
The healing is performed by blood-flow.
This heart of mine beats for the space around it,
Watching so mightily and with so much speed
That its velocity is of the circulatory system.
I am intellectual beyond belief,
For the enemies gather to extinguish my soul,
Yet some do not witness the sayings in my heart
That protect me.
I see each form and all within,
Then the loves and likes of a day
Are united with the night,
For meaning has shone its lesson.
Life becomes special in every degree,
Living attains health that is
Never forsaken.
The blood never runs out or finishes,
Just speak to the heart as an item of strength,
Not a house of evil, but a compass of good.
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