We come here, the broken

Some of us hazily unaware

Some of us in desperate need of acceptance

As your love slowly, gently seeps through our tiny holes of existence

We begin the journey of mending

Of healing

Some of us vaguely unaware

Some of us desperate to stop the pain and affliction of our wounds

Slowly your love seeps through to our tiny existence

We begin to mend

We begin to heal

We start to realize this place you’ve given, with ones just like us

A place of acceptance, a place of love

A body of broken pieces for the mender’s love

We begin to mend

We begin to heal

We reach out to the others broken

Unconditionally loved

That is what they need

We become menders

We become lovers

We become healed

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