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A brain of feathers, and a heart of lead.
My father was all brain and little heart.
Our concern is to heal. Our concern is to bring together.
Of course I read Braille, yes.
My heart was beating out of my chest.
Some of the stuff that Wilmer wears is bad. And Debra Jo.
It is such a secret place, the land of tears.
Trayvon Martin broke my heart.
The heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good.
