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Oct 2018
She carries it behind her
Has a hold of her heart
Weighing her down on the daily
Unable to tear it apart

When she awakens in the morning
It sits on top her shoulders
Doesn't move and taking residence
Heavy like some gargantuan boulder

It's that monkey on her back
She carries it like some backpack
Freedom of spirit she lacks
Heart and soul showing cracks

DS
Written by
Diana Santiago  47/F/New York
(47/F/New York)   
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