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The Weight of the World

I bear the weight of the world on my shoulders.
I listen to the rushed voices of passers
I feel the weight grow
I see people drinking coffee on their porch
As they enjoy a delightful conversation
I feel the weight lift
I see people pushing in an ally
My back slumps more
I see people hugging on a corner
My back rises some
I see children teasing each other
Another problem is added
I watch children sharing with one another
Another problem is resolved
All of these people are the same
From beginning to end
I bear the weight of the world on my shoulders.



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