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In gratitude for a friend

 
Morning, alone in my crumbling world,
sitting numb with a diagnosis
when the phone rang.

All he did was say my name,
and just like with Mary in the garden,
he was suddenly Jesus to me;
my hurt fully known,
my heart fully loved,
my sudden tears collected in his palms.


Written by brokentitanium (k.)
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Author's Note
Found this in my archives. The memory made my heart leap.
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