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A vessel

Bring me a bone
Shape some of my skin anew
And built me a body to bear the weight of my woe
For I am only a vessel
In which all the lonely people stow their sorrow
I know their thoughts, their fears, their pain
They weigh heavy upon my soul
Which is the only thing I truly own


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