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The Girl who Spent heartbeat's

The Girl who Spent heartbeat's

The Girl who spent heartbeats

Her currency was heartbeats
She only shopped with time.
She paid for things with seconds
As she waited in a line.

You cannot put heartbeats in a money box.
To save for a rainy day.
You either use them or you lose them
Heartbeat’s are made that way

She would spend heartbeats on strangers
As they shared their troubles and woes
Because kind hearts are worth more than riches
And go much further than money goes.

She would spend a heap of heartbeats on moments
Visiting old and precious friends.
Who wondered how she was so happy
With so little money to spend.

But money only buys possessions
While heartbeats buy much more.
They buy  you friends and love and laughter
And a warm  smile at every door.

It a fact you can’t buy heartbeats
When you have used them they are gone
So spend your heartbeats wisely
For one day you will have none

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Kimmy Alan

Yep.  You're right.  The human heart is one ticker, that you can't rewind.

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Cleo Tomi Olajide

Hey Jude, I love this angle, which moments of you life expressed in heart beats counts and has to be used wisely. Nice one. Cheers.

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Keshia

Kinda speechless, great job!!!

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