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my shoulders
carry the weight
of the world,
my shoulder blades
are real tough,
they pack a punch,
enduring the prodigious.
straightening,
squaring my back,
I take on
travails and tasks
of the psyche,
at the day’s end,
I lean on my own shoulders.
I loved it. The title was perfect
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Thanks.
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You’re welcome Yasmine!
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Excellent yassy. I love those last two lines.
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Thank you David!
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Are you Atlas??
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Atlas?
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The Greek Titan
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I don’t understand Vicky.
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The Titan Atlas carries the world on his shoulders as per Greek mythology
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OMG.
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Yep
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I need bigger shoulders!
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I have small shoulders too
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We need grit to survive in this world for sure. Great poem.
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Thank you Ipuna.
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