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Should there come a heavy woe
your shoulders can no longer bear,
and should you sight my empty heart
just come to me to share.
Should there come a heavy rain
your shield can no longer bear,
and should you sense my burning nest,
just come to me to share.
Should there come a heavy strain
your mind can no longer bear,
and should you sight my sleepy soul,
just come to me to share.
Copyright © Victoria Georgieva | Year Posted 2016
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