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Destined to hold the weight of the world,

Not because he wanted it

But because he was given it

By another who could have held it


Is this a reward or is it a punishment?

Was he given this burden because he could handle it?

Or because he deserved it?

Or because no one else wanted it?


That pressure may not have been so much at first

But as the days go on,

That pressure becomes condensed to a point

Enough to crack a boulder sized diamond.


As the months pass, 

The feeling of that one point 

Can be felt throughout the body

Near impossible to disregard


As the years pass,

He must have thought

Of nothing other than

The pain radiating through his body


After enough time, he must've asked

While holding the weight of the world 

If holding off for another's help

Is worth the wait. 

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