Dear,
before you broke my heart,
the heart mirrored you single.
Now,
you broke it to pieces.
They mirror you in multiples.
The more you break
the more I stake.
So,
relent to mend,
any loops I shall amend.
Then,
let us by heart get along.
To me by heart you belong.
28.05.2001, Pmdi.
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