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I tried to walk quickly pas the waters edge Didn't want to see my own reflection But I just stepped off the highest ledge And fell into the sea of imperfection And just like every other time before I washed up in pieces on the shore But You found beauty in this broken thing Made angels dance with wounded wings I can't imagine anything more beautiful You took the damaged part of me Restored what little dignity was left inside this broken thing |
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