Love found her



I quietly grasp her hand,
she was falling and failing,
her strength had been ravaged,
by the pains of yesterday.



She had lost it all,
and had accepted her fate,
her hands were too Fret,
her might gone.



I held her hands,
with love i held her,
her failed strength returning,
her hope restored.



I want to help you,
i said with tearful eyes
she gazed back into my eyes,
please help me.



let us build together,
a world where my sister can be anyone,
from all tribes and creed,
lets build a better world.

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