When I Was Made You made me Fabricated me slowly From the scraps on the floor Through your care Your infinite attention And your problematic mind I became one being One person Through you I became me You shaped me like clay Moulded by your hands Pushed into my perfect shape And finally you stopped The spinning of the wheel And let me free To fly in the world You sewed me up From patches and thread The needle of your wise eye Pulling through And fixing all my pieces together Linking my realities. You made me who I am And for that I am eternally grateful.
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