Give me your heart of flesh
And It shall learn discretion;
If only you can give it to me wholly,
Thou shall see how free
It is to live life of great decisions.
Give me your heart
Then you will learn the true
face of boldness.
Give me your heart
For I need it more than your fat;
Let a new leaf be conceived
And all slow knees
And all cold feet
Shall live to the true eyes of decision.
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