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  1. Someone please help me subscribe I'm illegally blind poet who submitted something but can't figure out where the boxes to check off that I would like to subscribe. Respectfully thankful for the help of it on the tears or mediator site

  2. I wrote and submitted this :
    ,I’m not helpless
    I can help this
    Was all weakness
    Til i felt this
    Then it came to me
    the treasure
    Of this measure
    i have wealth in.
    to explain to
    someone else
    (Is hard)
    They gotta flex
    I their mental health
    (In part)
    To recognize
    the stealth
    that diving to
    the bottom sells us

    I'm not helpless

    the separation
    seems as if
    Had been rendered
    Id surrendered
    Certain Id been
    Crafted tender
    What countered
    This distruction
    was an inner
    Mass eruption
    Of my logic
    I’m no prophet
    Yet I’m past
    such repercussions
    I call others
    Join discussion
    In the path passed
    past destruction

    I’m not helpless
    Never felt this
    Gonna tell this
    Never helpless

    Was on bottom
    Was out numbered
    Kearned a lot
    not going under
    i didnt lose
    Instead life taught 'em
    Yea that got em
    Who'd have thought?
    When reconsidered,
    I'm no quitter
    whatever those were
    Out to get we were
    Not what brothers,
    Sisters, mothers,
    Are about
    That's one another
    I casted doubt out
    To discover
    Only this:

    I'm not Helpless.
    we can help this
    im not helpless.
    Time to sell this
    Never helpless