Not Helpless

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Those helpless times.

My hands feel useless.

My heart loves.

My mind loves.

My soul loves.

Circumstances may make me feel this way sometimes 

But i know I am not. You are not.

If my hands cannot do anything

Else but hold yours

In this sterile room,

I am not helpless.

 You are not helpless.

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