Sitting with my friends
O'er a cup of tea
We stirred our hearts
And opened up to see
Not a pretty sight
Those hearts of hush
With scars and scabs
And mulch and mush
I saw some tears
Some grit, some stone
Some struggles and fear
Of fighting it alone
Then I saw some red
Of passion and love
I saw how it smoothed
All things rough
I saw the love snuff out
The fires of fears
I saw the love heal
The scars and tears
Wonderful thing it is,
My steaming cup of tea
Showed me all the love
I needed to see
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