Poems from OberonsJester

How can I help you? Talk to me. What can I do for you? Tell me, please. Something, anything. Walk with me. I will be here for you Every day...
Rain forms on her skin and falls upon the ground Each step, each breath, a labor—they see her, try. Panting, struggling, doing her best not...
Where have our words gone? We lack the pen to write Stop standing for what’s right No language left to fight Afraid that we just might Lose...

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