Poem -
The weight of everything
This is when it comes over me; in the wee hours of the night sky.
The weight of everything I carry; words, poetry and emotion, are in motion.
Doubt, emptiness, loneliness, coexist in the world I'm carrying above my shoulders--that have now become boulders because of the pressure.
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I really appreciate this write and relate, well done Justin xx Nardine