You get this little lump of reddish brown clay, and you take it and hold it in your hands. You push into it from one side, pinch it out on the other. Form two curves, make a point. Round it off. Smooth it out. Now you've got a heart, small and malleable but yours, all yours. What are you going to do with it? Who are you going to give it to? It won't do you any good sitting there safe in your palms. Yeah, it might get a little roughed up, might get a little bruised, but baby, it isn't real until it bleeds.
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