The Heart(s)Revolution(s): Come to My Core
By HEART(S)β€οΈπ§‘πππππ€π€π€
Come to my core.
Iβll make you whole.
Come to my hearth.
They call it arth.
Heart me like a mineral.
Heart you like a SEAL.
Hearts were meant to cutify.
Hearts to wholly heal.
Tuesday 9th September 2025 3:15 pm
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