“Fuck fear in the ugly face,” she told me.
“Yeah!” I exclaimed,
Glad to be fighting alongside another Courageous warrior.
The tentacles of fear entangled her, all the same.
I see how she’s fallen.
I’ve reached out a helping hand,
I want to help her, even if it ends up hurting me too.
Selfishly, I’d much rather have an ally,
Rather than fighting the fear on my own.
Will she accept my help?
[UPDATE 12/09/19: She didn’t, so with sadness I left her behind.]
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