with armored hearts know this -- however strong
the urge to self-protect, to live a curled
and inward life, refusing to belong
to the wounded tribe of lovers who have lost,
and sacrificed, and burn to feel again
that ecstasy whose edges have such cost;
who fall, and in that falling do transcend
the limits of existence -- the truth must yield:
a heart that can't be broken cannot be moved.
Why carry this proud flag and sturdy shield,
if you have no heart for battle? It's been proved:
A life which finds from death and loss exemption
will also lack the glories of redemption.
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