| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Heart and SoulMy heart is breaking.it is falling to pieces.All I can do is pick them upAnd put them back together.Only to have it break again.My soul is dying.Little by littleWith every word that is said.There is nothing I can do to save it.I watch as it goes.There is a little bit left.But I know that more words will destroy it.Soon it will be goneAnd I will be a shell.There is no way to save the r
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