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What warms the cockles to your heart? It's unreachable like the stars, yet we see it gleaming with the passionable Mars. Unexplainable, intangible, definitely manageable. No telling what is around the fold, the age old question is answered applicably round the bend. Feasible by placing what needs we hold, and when they mend through mesh, it's pleasable what lies behind your flesh. It's like the act of good will and the satisfaction is complete along with chills. No need for assurance cause the confidence that we fill is the long haul, meet endurance. And Pluto for power, shit, I'm only as strong as my heart desires. In flames and fire, her name is most admired, in ice and water, my vice is not of a father. A balancing act between us two, why bother, cause it's mutual, what do you think it through. What warms the cockles to your heart? Mines is...left blank and yours is too.