On nights when you feel like your mouth
Is filled with scar tissue
when your fists are heavier than your clay heart,
remember the broken that does not
need replacement
remember the lungs that pound air in a body
too tired to kiss the sun
tell yourself you are still working on it
say healing, say taking my time
say patience, dear heart
say revolution and revelation and rising
say love,
love
love.
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