Hear me now in song profound
calling out with joyous sound
I found myself in a ditch
not quite breathing or wearing a stitch
I took me home and fed me well
and cleaned the wounds from where I fell
laid me down to rest in stealth
and nurse my soul back to health
My rotten heart I then replaced
with love and tears my chest was laced
I awoke to smile at myself
standing there - a gay bright elf
with kindness and love embraced we two
and when I walked away, there was just me - not two.
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