Irregular shapes of the world,
Every corner it covers,
Mine, a heart shape among them.
Never had I outshone any,
I am a lovely sight never the less,
Hovering in the air,
Can you see me now?
Eternal marks I leave,
Vividly in those who found me,
Only to have the loveliest moments,
Lasting till the final pulse.
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