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"her shoulders" by Ilaali

  • poet
  • May 13
  • 1 min read

Updated: May 14

The weight of the world resting on her,

shoulders. engraved

in her soul,

almost

visible to the

naked eye. she

continues on - the

weight just only bearable,

For now


The world shimmied and wiggled looking

for space, trying to

add to the

almost

full platter.

glancing down,

seeing her struggle

that's enough weight,

For now

 
 

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