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Jul 5
Knees bent and eyes closed
I'm ready for this next load
Head up and shoulders straight
mask on, fresh tears await
I just need to stand up tall

This load is so much heavier
and my knees are getting wobblier
Everyday, like a draft on tap
a new stress pours into my lap
I'm trying to stand up tall

I'm tired, this is way to hard
I don't like my lifes card
Surely I've been dealt the wrong hand
I just want to, once again stand
But this time, I think im going to fall

~ Priya 🕉
Priya Patel
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Priya Patel  Texas
(Texas)   
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