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\title{Heart of My Own}
\author{Basia Bulat}
\date{2010}

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\poemtitle{Heart of my Own}
\settowidth\versewidth{I wrote on these walls a simple charm to keep the wolves at bay}
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	Under that burning ether that falls\\
	Down on these walls\\
	Burning my arms\\
	I've been alone\\ 
	When I sat by you.\\
	For every word I could undo\\
	I've been uncrossed, and I've been untrue\\
	I've been the thorn; I've been the heart.

	But the heart of my own --- burn it down low\\
	The light in your verse and the shadow between\\
	The way that I was when I used to roam.\\
	If I go, what do I hold?\\
	Oh, the maid or the mother I'll be\\
	If only the loom and the thread would hold.\\
	It is work to be dancing out here\\
	If tomorrow I'm mending the empty bones.\\
	There are roses that come without seeking,\\
	There are the ones that I have to sow\\
	And your verses that I am repeating\\
	The way that I was when I used to know.

	I wrote on these walls a simple charm\\
	To keep the wolves at bay.\\
	Gave of my heart the strength of my arms\\
	To hold you close and safe.\\
	But I kept my eyes closed, I'll never know\\
	Where the shadows are these days.\\
	I stood in the room of a house divided\\
	Oh, and it washed away from me\\
	It washed away from me, oh\\
	And it washed away from me\\
	It washed away to take my own.

	Burn it down low ---\\
	The light in your verse and the shadow between\\
	The way that I was when I used to know.\\
	If I go, what do I hold?\\
	Oh, the maid or the mother I'll be\\
	If only the loom and a thread were whole.\\
	It is work to be dancing out here.\\
	If tomorrow I'm mending the empty bones.\\
	There are roses that come without seeking.\\
	There are the ones that I have to sow\\
	In your verses that I am repeating\\
	The way that I was when I used to know.
	
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\attrib{Basia Bulat (2010)}
	
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