When the heart stops,
the brain does not.
For several minutes
it goes on,
sending tiny flares
into the implacable dark,
as if guiding you,
in the gentlest way,
from where you are
to who you were.
When The Heart Stops
When the heart stops,
the brain does not.
For several minutes
it goes on,
sending tiny flares
into the implacable dark,
as if guiding you,
in the gentlest way,
from where you are
to who you were.
Jean Ryan 
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