The Void

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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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