See me

I hold this world

I grip this heart


I am Atlas

I am all


I see the days

float away in the

sublime, crystal haze

of memory


I hear all your

voices, so soft and proud;

so grand and loud


I feel the weight on my back,

bound like Prometheus

as I stop the

world from crumbling



All your problems

are also mine

I listen

I cry

I add your weight

to my own


Even though you may not know it

I carry your burdens

whether you want it or not


I feel every cut;

every loss;

every crushing moment;

as if it were my own


I carry you burdens

so that you

are not



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