The Beginning
The weight of your burden will be my fate.
I will take it in stride, It won’t slow my gait.
You who can’t stay on your feet,
I will bear your pain, it’s okay to weep.
I know your struggles, but please do not stray,
For I will not waiver as I show you the way.
Look into my eyes and you will see fires spinning.
Trust me, this fall was only your beginning.
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