The song in his heart was stuck in his throat.
And the attending doctor said to himself, I must be sure not to die this way.
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Categories: A Few More Scratches
Tags: Death, Fear, Freedom, Heart, Singing, Song, Tragedies
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you shouldn’t bite off more than you can sing?
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I don’t know. I’ve always been better at English than Science.
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The doctor saw the horror of it… I wonder if the doctor had a song in his heart? I’d rather die trying to sing that song, than have no song at all…
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It’s always best to sing it now. I think all humans, by definition, have a song in their heart, whether they’re aware of it or not.
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I knew you too we’re an optimist. Does desire to invade a neighboring country count as a song?
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Countries are a figment of one’s imagination. Borders exist only in the mind. The heart knows better.
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Yet people are dying… Does that song come from the heart? Maybe, but a heart cruel and tortured.
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Hatred and violence don’t seem like a song to me.
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Well put.
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Einen Tod stirb man immer – mit einem Lied aus dem Herzen sicher besser…
❤
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Yes, dear friend, as long as the song passes through the lips and finds its way into the open air….
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