When the heart stops

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There was silence, then,

the sound of footsteps on the stairs

whose the heart remembered,

which made it  skip a beat and

shook the chest, eyes burning up.

The steps faded away, then

 an immoderate exertion

of the  mind, enabled it

to forget.

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