You seem to carry so much of a burden. I want to reach out and tell you that whoever carries so much weight inevitably sinks. Some slowly, some in a spate of bubbles.
As I approach you, (to talk), I realise I carry so many sacks myself. That thought makes me recoil and introspect. Also, how many rocks from me get apportioned to you - and are contributing to your drowning?
I am on the lifeboat. Still seeing you slowly sinking. Don't even put out my hand (to help). You will find a resting place at the bottom, my dear.
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