Poem (not mine)

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Hey there little fighter
Please drop your handy lighter
Give me your razors
Now please
Lift up your sleeves
Your scars will stay
But the bruises will go away
Now please eat
Because angel,
You're worth something to me
So take it in
Take it in and breathe
Know things get better
Because even in this gloomy weather
It can't rain forever

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