Do you ever feel the weight of worlds?
Do you wake to find yourself standing under a rain cloud, trying to hold an umbrella large enough for all whom you love? The umbrella tugs as it catches the wind, and you anchor and re-anchor your feet to keep yourself from floating away. Somehow, no matter what you do the umbrella never seems large enough, and sometimes, sometimes it leaks. You try to stand under the leaks yourself, but the water never falls just on you. No, the people you love the most seem to get the wettest. But this rain is not like ordinary rain. It doesn't just dampen. It batters and bruises; it leaves its victims cold and dirty. How, how do you stand strong enough for the world? You can't save them, so what do you do?
"I'm just a little black rain cloud" indeed.
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