Sacred Hearts

We're creatures of desire
Bound up in flesh and earth;
We long for something more,
But feel the lack, the dearth.

These sacred hearts, so frail,
Are ours guard from birth,
Yet we give them away
Before we know

Their worth

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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