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The helper's dillemma

I wished to be light for someone. The hope in their despair. The hand that's reaching out to them when no one else would care. But who would be a part of it My foolish selfish play? Still I haven’t found the one, till this very day. And then I had the thought one eve, what if I’m not needed? What if all my efforts just Lead them to be defeated Since I don’t understand their pain In fact I find it weird What if all I end up as Is someone to be feared? And so I then decided To meddle not with those Who seemed to be depressed Or always on their toes For I would leave them worse Then they’d been when I came By never interfering Their life would stay the same But is that really good enough I began to ask myself Should I strip myself of helpfulness And put it on the shelf? Or should I risk their well being In my quest to do some good I might just leave them better off Well, do you think I should?

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