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One cold blustery day
as I was walking
along a side street,
hurrying to my final destination,
I came upon a figure
laying cold and alone
on some crumbling concrete steps.
I knelt beside this form,
so forlorn and abandoned,
and offered a hand to help-
a hand to assist-
a hand just to hold.
This lonely one
shooed me away protesting-
proclaiming-
"I'm fine, just let me rest a bit
and I'll be just fine.
"So I stood
and smiled
and went on my way.
And it wasn't until
was miles down
the road that I realized-
that figure on the steps
was me.

--by CrimsonSoulFire

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