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I'm broken

I have sharp ends

and though I desperately want to hug you

I'm afraid my spikes  may cut through you

I know you want to help

I'm so thankful you landed me your hand

But again, my touch could harm you

So I will heal myself first

In order to be able to hold your hand

And smile happily at you again. 

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