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Side by Side The world was hardly kind to her; time was a blur each day. Her agony inside was real. She couldn’t feel okay. My hand reached out to take her own, comfort intone, be there. I wanted to allay her pain, remove the chain, show care. ~ ~ ~ 12 lines Poet’s Place Café prompt: poetry form, Logolilt (11.07.21) |