You’re not a thing that needs to be fixed
Not another number on a white coat’s list.
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You’re made of stardust and magic
And ancestors across the Atlantic.
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You’re not those layers of shame
You’re the depths of the ocean
And the sound of the rain.
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You’re not too much or too little
You’re your own type of crystal.
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And your body isn’t broken
It’s ready for different words to be spoken.
This is so beautiful! And made me feel emotional (in a good way!). Thanks!