He was exhausted ,tired to his core ,The ‘weight’ of the world was crushing his soul!He carried so much ,Within him , for so so long .”Beast of burden” – that’s what he was!His rugged face filled with battle scars That only ‘he’ could feelThe “smile” he wore was a ‘helmet’ …Waiting for his breath to escape for good Praying for his final relief.

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