{seventeen}

she came in February

unlocking parts of my heart I never knew were there

like a diamond mined from the dark of sadness

cutting me deep, furrowing fresh rows of grace where life grew again

she drew her aching breath and I cried too

joy born of ashes

for there she was

all of her

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