Tired sleep covering his face,
Many vibrations moving
The mountains held up on the
Shoulders of one man.
He carries the weight of the
World, something only he can
Uphold with no one to share this
Challenge with.
A dynasty born into.
A path to walk along on.
With no signs of light to
Show the way.
What he feels most is not
Sadness or happiness but
The loneliness of the quiet
Morning and night.
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