There was once an arrow who woke up one day,
With a heart pierced through him
It searched for the owner of the heart because it was weighing on him
The Arrow asked everyone he met,
If they owned the heart
But everyone denied the heart was theirs each would say
"My heart hasn't gone missing.. Although it, Almost it"
As the arrow continued the searched..
He notice the heart was getting lighter,
He don't know why
Probably losing weight or he is going Strenght
The heart may love been able to carry itself.
They pass another who asked the arrow
"How long have you been looking for the owner of that heart"
But the heart did not reply
The heart didn't need to
The heart is just slowly moved back from the arrow
Slowly
Very slowly..
Until the heart is no longer pierced through the arrow
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Ctto: That thing called tadhana
