When someone does something enormous
For you when you need it most
And least expect to find a friend
Waiting at the end of your rope
Sooner or later that Tuesday comes
For you when Wednesday is refused
The door slammed in its face
And death seems the only victory
Over an ineffectual life
But what about that enormous
Gift on offer now and always
Not the birds singing in your belfry
But the one who remembers you
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