We are
Body undivided,
Hearts enfleshed.
It's a struggle.
Troubles snap at our heals,
Looming darkness threatens
To swallow us in failure.
Look inward and find flesh,
Mystery embodied in you as you are.
You are no type. Formed and expressed,
Find the good in what you have been given.
Rest in who you are, body.
The lack drives,
Clinging to what was,
To the darkness that knitted you.
Were some stitches dropped?
No, you are whole,
Perfect, a work in progress,
A garment to be worn.
Wear your body with pride.
Your body is you.
Us.
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