Outside of Time, the World forgot The ones who, helpless, bear their lot, The poor, the sick, the weak, the old, Beyond the Pale, out in the cold. They trudge through life alone, unseen Burdened by what might have been - But was not. For cruel chance, or fate, Served different meats upon their plate. The hand - rough or gentle, fist or feign - That reaches out to ease their pain, Should know that sometimes reaching back Is far beyond their mortal tack. They cannot touch, they cannot hold They reach and grasp and fail and fold.
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Taken from Embers Ashes by MindsGaming which can be found on Wattpad wattpad.com/story/376596018-embers-ashes https://youtu.be/ozNDTJlMb0M
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