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If he woke up in the morning, eyes are buttoned quiet and round
He'd fold his heart in silence where my old mistakes are found
He'd watch me keep my almosts just like pennies in a seam
And lift them one by one to see what still might gleam
He wouldn't accuse, he'd hold a space instead
A stubborn steady patience where lonely things are met
He'd press his palms to mine and say it's not so bad
That every loose and trembling thread is patient to be had
He might be quietly sad for chances that I have let go
Not angry, just a softer ache that wants to help me grow
He'd come with forgiveness, the places I can't reach
Teach me to open doors and walk across a bridge
I stay
I stayed
By your side
I stayed, I stayed
Did not hide
And if he were a person
He'd be gentle in his drive
Not counting any failure, only watching me and why
He'd give me back my courage in the space between his palms
A patient and quiet promise made of breath and simple
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