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Chris Gaither

You Can’t Turn Lead Into Gold Until You Turn Gold Into Love, but the Gold Standard Operating Procedure Is to Turn Gold Into More Gold

Heart cancer is vanishingly rare
because a heart of gold
only spreads love, not gold
while a mind of gold
inevitably spreads all the way
to the goldfinger and beyond
where everything you touch
turns to gold
 
Nota bene: Cyborgs are prone to
artificial heart cancer
seen in the exponential replication
of heart emojis

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