What do you want from me?
A poem about a turning point
Upon me,
everything is pinned.
I must bear it all.
Carry others in my palm
like smouldering coals.
Fight the eddies of
their expectations.
Upon me,
everything is pinned.
I must bear it all.
Carry others in my palm
like smouldering coals.
Fight the eddies of
their expectations.
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