Dear One,
I believe you
When you say
You feel like a waste,
But I’m afraid the
Record kept spinning
In your head skips
And makes it sound like
“You are a waste.”
Waste is the leftovers,
The discounts, the ruined products,
The rancid, aged-out, and
Done for.
You are not left over.
You are not discounted.
You are not ruined or rancid.
You are not too old.
And you are not done.
Dear One, let your heart skip a beat,
Because you are NOT a waste.
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