Thank you.

Thank you.

A fragile broken winged bird.
You scooped me up ever so gently.

A leaf floating in the wind.
You picked me up dust my worries away.

A half of a lung,
That you breathe life into to make whole.

A whole lot of baggage.
That you took and made light of.

An old castle crumbling.
Made new in the light.

A rusty nail.
That you made shine.

A dirty garment made of sins.
That you cleansed pure.

A nobody
That you made yours.

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