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Lucky 7
Lucky Seven
The fifteen of us gather
Yet only seven are seen
Seven double lung transplant recipients
One, twice.
Graced with another chapter after cystic fibrosis
The lucky seven have survived.
It's a gamble, this chance to live
The seven of us have beaten the odds
Because someone else didn't
Standing behind us are the shadows
Of eight saints who gave us breath
And with this breath
We are free, really free!
Free to be friends, lovers, artists, athletes… adults
We are free to laugh, love, to take chances
We are free to face each other
There is no shame, only intimacy
With this breath
We see everything
The hope, the gratitude, the amazement
The fear, the sorrow, the yearning
Our joy above all
And with this breath
We won courage
To come to the edge and roll the dice
And to know we need more courage
For the next hand
The seven of us make a promise to each other
And to the eight saints
I'll stay in the game if you stay in the game.
Please.
Isa Stenzel-Byrnes
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