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By: RecentIy03~

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 Nobody said it would be easy
 to travel with a heavy heart,
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 to bear the weight of the world
 like a Titan or a Greek god,
 hunched over with a hulking globe
 cartoonishly balanced on your back,
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 to die for the sins
 of people whom you’ve never met,
 healing sickly children
 with nothing more than a wink,
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 turning blood into wine
 on a daily basis like it’s a chore.
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 Each morning waking
 from the escape of dreams
 to re-enter this realm of struggle,
 jailed in flesh and bones,
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 four billion gypsy souls
 rising like phoenixes
 from the dust of the past,
 through the golden dawn
 and into each day anew,
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 eternally questioning the way the wheel turns
 and why we’re all really here,
 as if somehow managing to remember dying
 while simultaneously forgetting to live.
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 RecentIy03
 10-19-12