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You are putting all of your weight on me.
You are putting all of your weight on me and I'm beginning to sink.
I get no respite from your drooping arms, or your low heart.
I desperately try to hold you up but I am being pushed farther and farther down.
I try to tell you that you've pushed me too far, but my mouth is covered.
You make a half assed attempt at distributing your weight more easily, but soon give up.
You depend solely on me.
Soon you will have no rock left, but newly turned soil, because you are suffocating me with your dependence.

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