Grief and exhaustion, I am enduring it. I am carrying a weight and yet I am comforted in the thought: this is simply what living is.
Exhaustion
I have grown weary of exhaustion.
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Grief and exhaustion, I am enduring it. I am carrying a weight and yet I am comforted in the thought: this is simply what living is.
I have grown weary of exhaustion.