I locked my heart
For God-knows-why.
I threw the key away,
and hoped it would drown in the sea.
Little did I know
That the key was in me
and my heart was open.
Maybe it was never closed.
and I never locked my heart.
Maybe I just did not know how to use the key.
To Write or not to Write and What to Write 
The key you have should be used to open some other heart …that needs you❤
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Hmm, can the same key open two hearts?
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I think so, afterall we all are same at core..What you think?
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I guess so…
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Beautiful!
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Thank you!
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It wasn’t locked
But rusted
You just wiped it off
And threw the rust away
Now your heart is open
And shining like stars
You can see your image
In its brightness
It’s open!
💖💖💖💖
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This is so lovely! Thank you for sharing this beautiful version, Saba!💜
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😍💖😍
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I hear ya. When I locked myself out of the house, I smiled because you see, I had the key. When it broke off in the lock, though, my heart sank.
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Ohhh:( That is exactly it!:)
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