When stressed and tense from striving
my shoulders rise in fear
as muscles knot and tighten
emotions in high gear
There is a simple answer
to ease my wound up state
I stop and call the angels
to lift those heavy weights
This trick has never failed me
for when an angel nests
upon my hunched up shoulders
they soon relax and rest.
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