Heart
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To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches.
It's a political and manipulative industry. Actors vie for the same roles, movies are snatched away. Have I ever been manipulated? Yes. But I haven't manipulated anyone because if you think from the heart, you cannot be calculative. I have spent nights crying.
The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.
When I feel a little confused, the only thing to do is to turn back to the study of nature before launching once again into the subjects closest to heart.
Whoever does not miss the Soviet Union has no heart. Whoever wants it back has no brain.
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