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Helping Hand”
A single hand from depths below,
where cold tides twist and shadows grow.
Fingers grasp at dying light,
drowning, lost in endless night.
But from the stars, a hand descends,
a touch that bends what fate intends.
Galaxies swirl in silver streams,
pulling the lost from shattered dreams.
Darkness breaks, the waters part—
held by light, a beating heart.