seeking help.
When asked what he needs,
he told me what he wants.
I would respectfully decline,
had I not known
the hero and I once was
were both in the same boat.
I once more asked
what he needed,
he took his arms and demanded
what he wanted.
The obvious lies his face shows
and the glim of his eyes that
was foreign to what he actually is
showed his desparation.
He needed a friend to talk to,
I obliged.
A show of strength can be
another form conversation,
a great warrior once told me.
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