Upon your weight I push, I heave;


Upon your weight
I push, I heave;
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prayers for an encroaching crescendo

Upon your weight I push, I heave;

Upon your weight I push, I heave; prayers for an encroaching crescendo.

But when quiet is thick and air is too thin,

But when quiet is thick and air is too thin, it is upon that same weight I lean.

“Getting Through Getting Over.”

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