There is no life
Without its hunger
Even each restless
Heart
Beats so
Imperfectly
But when I'm down
And my soul so weary
There is only one who
Comes to sit with me
In the silence
She raises me up
She is my
Friend
My sister
She understands
Me
All I can say is
You raise me up
To more than I
Can be
My friend
Dedicated to my friend, Meagan A. Holt
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