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Some days the world feels too much— Its weight pressing me down, Like I'm carrying everyone's sorrows, Heavy. But today it shifted, A breeze , fresh air And I am— Lighter.
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Dec 11, 2024
Dec 11, 2024 at 3:58 AM UTC
Lighter
Some days the world feels too much— Its weight pressing me down, Like I'm carrying everyone's sorrows, Heavy. But today it shifted, A breeze , fresh air And I am— Lighter.
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Dec 11, 2024
Dec 11, 2024 at 3:58 AM UTC
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