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biblical approach

They came running to me
like I was their mother,
like I had food, or water
and they were thirsty.

They told me anything
I needed to hear
like they were junkies,
I was the bank or maybe Jesus
when they were momentarily sorry.

I was almost naked when they left.

I was nearly starved

until they came back.