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Can you understand the weight?
I mean, the weight.
Just the weight.
What weight means.
What the fuckin weight means.
You have to carry it.
You have to bear it.
You have to keep on walking with that weight on your shoulders.
Do you realize?
Are you aware?
I mean, he was singing this:

This boulder on my shoulder gets heavy and harder to hold, 
and this load is like the weight of the world, 
and I think my neck is breakin'.
It's like that.
Like the fucking weight of the world.
And you can't just pull it off.
You can't leave it somewhere else.
It goes with you.
You have to carry it.
There's no other way.
Why not?
Because it's something that belongs to you.
To the deep cavity of your stomach.
It's in your veins, in your pores, in your blood, in your sweat.
It's in your tears.
It's in your muscles, your bones.
It's in the air you breathe.
It's in the water you drink.
It's in every fucking atom of your body.
And that's it.
You have to accept that you will carry it forever.
The fucking weight of being that fucking dumb.
That fucking inept.
The fucking weight of losing her.
The fucking weight of letting her go.
Without fighting.
Without saying a word.

I should have run away with her.


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