Another break

 The Childhood series will return soon.

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Heavyweights

Let the burden of the body rival that of the mind,
Because it gives comfort.
It is the burden of the righteous
And we take pleasure in it.

My verse is tired and my prose is stale,
But that is no matter
Because my labour is renewed
Every time the sun rises.

My arms are weary, my knees are weak;
But let me be strong:
Because I must survive until,
Softly, I can rest.
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Because being human takes its toll.