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Jan 2021
This anger grows
It's weight unknown
Growing mountain peaks
To Breach clouds turned cold.

I carry it on my back,
Beg my legs to hold.
Brace for another step,
Fear the cobbled stone.

Yet I can't surmise,
How such a mountain rise
Grew from the tip a pick
Inflicted by daily sky

So In my strife
I place a pebble by
To trace my steps
Once mountains lie.

I'll greet the sky,
As a passer by.
I wrote this with my own underlining meaning, but I want to know how others interpret it. Feel free to comment your interpretations.
Written by
lowkeymorns
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   Bogdan Dragos
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