How can this be on my shoulders?
Was never grown enough to carry these boulders
All these years blind
Born without my mind
Moving forward would be such bliss
So, what holds me in the Abyss?
ALK
Sunshine
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Author:
Amanda Klessig (Sunshine) (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 8th, 2026 19:35
- Comment from author about the poem: For every child born on Earth
- Category: Surrealist
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