Reflections on redemption.

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I will always remember
the people who
listened to me
when no one else did.

I will always remember
the people who
spoke up for me
when no one else did.

I will always remember
the people who saw something
special & beautiful & wild & free
[in me]
when I couldn’t see anything good in myself.

I will always remember
the people who were
right there with me
when I felt like I had nothing.

I will always remember
the people who showed me
what love really was —

the people who gave me
the kind of love I didn’t know how to give myself
… and were generous with it.

I will always remember
the people who didn’t
(or couldn’t)
show me love
or do this for me.

And I will always hold a tender place in my heart for them.