Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort,
   Of feeling safe with a person, 
Having neither to weigh thoughts,
   Nor measure words, 
But pouring them all right out just as they are,
   Chaff and grain together, 
Certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, 
   Keep what is worth keeping, 
And with the breath of kindness,
   Blow the rest away.

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