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I'm not the one
My love, I am not her.
Strength is a burden
and I cannot be small
beneath the weight of it.
If I only held up half the sky,
I'll have been as foolish
as the wisest curl
upon my head.
The clouds have intentions
but rain has no desire,
It slips quietly
through the cracks
and I envy every drop.
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