It is the torment of a absolutions we seek from one another

A quiet yet loud version of great heartache that will 

Carry us to whatever end or beginning…and then what.

The oaths of truths hiding beneath the surface of our skins

That we Remain equal in our perils. We all have pain of depth

We have all walked a truthful mile and beyond…

The Fears, The Burdens, The Animosity and The Unknown …

We know it’s the path that has been laid before us that will only 

Lead to ourselves…and not others. Again.

Even honesty costs and the sorrow that contains it

I only ask that you be Mighty……

In Empathy….

Even it will cost

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