Nothing compares to your diamond heart
Formed in a union
An explotion of energy
A fire that still Burns inside of you
Nothing compares to your diamond heart
Shaped deep within
As the changing atmosphere weighs on you
And you press against the universe
Nothing compares to your diamond heart
When it’s exposed to others
And it’s being cut to shape
The light of the nearest star
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We found a book in the libary, and at the first page that opened we red “My mother would sit out in the sun and repair a tapestry or a petit point. She really loved it. This sense of reparation is very deep within me.