The Unbearable Lightness of Being
It’s heavy, my burden of giving
It presses me, unto the Earth
But there is a truth, in this living
And over time, it builds great worthIn giving, we are connected
We feel the reason we were made
In return, we are loved and respected
By such are our burdens weighedWithout such a burden we float
To the Sky, we are light and free
We are empty, and remote
With the unbearable lightness of beingI find, I am prone to alternate
Between the Earth, and the Sky
Between loving, and selfish states
Between the us, and the purely I
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