ATLAS
Sonali Konda My back hunches under the weight of the world and all its burdens and sorrows. i can feel my breath catching, my lungs straining as the sky above me thunders a threat to fall. my knees shake; the ground wavers beneath me. the sound echoes in my ears, the immortal grumbling discontent of the gods. i shut my eyes at the sound, as if that will help me escape this lonely living death to which i am sentenced.
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