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Weight in Gold

Black dust in orbit
Cascades down like a parachute
Rips on my shoulders
This gravity hurts when you know the truth.
 
The burden is heavy.
It isn’t easy for one to pull her weight
In Gold.
But the tenacious keep moving
Under the quell of circumstance
To find a better tomorrow.

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