did you fall down
upon the sloping ledge of
life?
just when you were
picking up speed
the floor came rising up
to meet your wide-eyed face,
out of the race
and they all pass you by
but not us,
we saw your good intentions
the colour in your cheeks
the innocent resolve
now dissolving as it
drains from those
perfect eyes
as the self begins to lie,
we beg you not to
listen to whispered
"i am nothing"s
our hearts are full of you
and we hold out
aching arms
we will share these harms
if you let us
we surround you and
affirm you with our
Yes
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