Console 

I would help you

if I could

but the darkness

call to me too,

a beckoning sound

that hits my heart

before the ground.
I would love you

if I could

but this world owes

me just as much

as you.
I would write great letters,

if I knew 

they would greet

your hands

but time has outrun 

my call for plans.

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