With my head hung in neither sadness nor shame, I stand with shoulders dropped.
Shoulders which appear to carry an unbearable weight which, as the day draws to a close, intensifies and so they succumb to it’s heavy load.
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With my head hung in neither sadness nor shame, I stand with shoulders dropped.
Shoulders which appear to carry an unbearable weight which, as the day draws to a close, intensifies and so they succumb to it’s heavy load.