One person comes. One person comes.
One person comes powerless,
with an unmanageable life.
One person comes, sick to death
with this illness we've fought for years,
filled with shame, with rage, with despair.
But as we come one by one, the ones become
two, three, four, seventeen, three hundred twenty.
And the I's become we's and as we find health,
joy, serenity we find to our amazement
the illness of each one has become the wellness
of the we. Together we can do
what we could never do alone.
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