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A gift from within
I share the pain of the world
Perhaps a curse full of advantages
A heavy burden indeed
Fulfilled destiny
What I carry when I see such pain
One who does not deserve it
I carry the world
And all it's problems
Who am I to deserve such a gift
Or maybe a sixth sense
Put under when I should be over
This weight on my shoulders
Breaks every part of me
Still I live on
With this hidden heart
Every day it grows
Still I am forever unheard
It's all a mind game now
So many unmentioned things
Become such a mass
A weakened titan with eternal endurance
I have been dubbed the name Atlas

By blue ocean

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