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Saturday, July 28, 2007

Yoke

My shoulders ache under unspoken weight
And this soul can't bear to leave
Cigarette smoke, burdens unsaid
And the heart finds no reprieve
Taste ebbs away from the food in my plate
These loads I lug and heave
One more look at all I'm leaving behind
Know that I gave all that I could give

strength and heart