Blessings were for others
No quarter would be given
And none expected
In one another we found kindred
Forgotten, misfits, rejected
Ragtag little band
And for a while
It felt so good to be angry
But that's no way to live
The inevitable crash was brutal
Until strong hands reached out
Winged aid
Light!
Hope....
An exercise in release
Continuous work
Baggage ever lighter
Gratitude with each new day
There are none
We may hold in contempt
No need of walls, labels and barriers
Our points of separation
Mere ego fueled illusion
Offers of help
A dose of respect
And confidence in the self
And one's own path
Show the many ways
We come together
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