If only I could help you, even if it's from a distance.
Lessen your pains. Lessen all those that is other than happy.
Will you accept my hand?
I want to help you. But you see my arms are chained.
It seems like I'm the one who needs help, don't I?
Could it's just a mirror of yourself?
I want to help you fly again. I want to help you swim again. To walk again.
Dance with me again, in the joys of His songs.
You want to give me wings to fly, but can't see that it's you who is in a cage.
Help? Just call on me when you need me.
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