Wild hearts can never be broken


Maybe wild hearts can never be broken or contained. Maybe, in truth, nothing pure can ever be really tarnished, spoilt or kept captive… they can just be obfuscated, they can be hidden or they can be just covered up with lies. They can be silenced in darkness and they can be frozen by numbness. But when those wild hearts are not shining… that’s when we need to uncover them… Slowly. Patiently. Eagerly. Lovingly. We have to wait… we have to listen softly. We have to search for them, deep within. And then we have to search some more. Because they are there… they are always there. Wild hearts are always alive, there, waiting to be set free.

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