Plus One

Whatever it’s worth,
It’s all Yours.

Hear me again,
Like You alone have, in every age,

I know I’m broken and bizarre.
People hate me
Or pity me.

I can’t tell the difference.

But I am Yours.
For whatever it’s worth.

Melt my resistance.

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