The Skin

Wrap your sense of
self around you like
protection, like
fruition, like
maturity - keep
warm in it,  your
second skin still
growing sage and
heavy with the
wealth of years -
water it with
your tears and
nurture it so
it can keep you
warm and
safe from harm - if there
is no other hand
then hold your own.
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