Who will shirk me of this load
The garment so heavy I'm weak
Heaven in cry, world in bleak
Like wet rag, cloth I wear
The sorrow, the pains I bear
Heavy it is to carry, these tears
In fear I saw them cold
Cold, cold, in tons and folds
Glum the faces of elderlies
In cold, in tears, it's over
Subdued is...
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