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Beat it my heart, through your vessels

Bugles and burns, heart of my ace

Speed of these songs, tunneling through the veins

Quite impersonal, blood of various colors and tinge

Binge on the soil, oozing at a fast pace

River bed and rock bottom, stethoscope to compute

Fiddling counts of hopes, despair, illness and frivolous thoughts

Unlike any other peep, this time it is a measure of heart and life

I am bound by my numbers, waves and cardio muscles