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At the first meeting
you told me, "Welcome home!"
You didn't ask what I weighed
must less lead me to scales.
You asked if I was a hugger
then you did, hugged me
even though I stank 
and you couldn't reach around.
You don't look at me
like I'm a freak, a tragic figure,
like I don't belong.
Instead you tell my story.
call it yours, and reveal
what I have never ever said
but always felt. 
You told me, "Welcome home!"
And then you made it true.