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It beats fast

I can feel my pounding heart,
At the gym on a treadmill,
And when I laugh at silly jokes,
A simple sign of being alive!

The heart is really amazing,
That gives love and affection,
Is just made of flesh and blood,
That lets us stay humane!

Pounds fast when you love,
Skips a beat when you miss it,
Both the ways, it pains a lot,
Yet, better to follow your heart!

Kavitha Patchamalai

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I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. BY ROBERT FROST