The stars shine bright above
So distant is your face Your smell
And I fear I am slipping slowly but surely into that void
Save me I scream
But I fear my burden is too heavy
For you to carry on your sweet shoulders.
So I will fall into that void
Content that your sweet shoulders are not disturbed
As I have no worries for myself
I have been here before.
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