The crushing weight,
slow and foreboding.

Breaking me.

Breaking you.

Crushing the spirit,
crushing the drive,
but beneath us
the lucky few can squeeze
past our
crumbling forms,
so they can, in the future,
bear the weight of
their own burden,
as well as the fragmented
ruins of our age on their backs.

So that it may break them,
but give the lucky few
a chance

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