The world cried-
When my heart was dry of tears-
The sky roared-
When my soul lay silent-
For what more could I do-
I watched them lie-
Gently into the pall-
The unshattered grip of...
As the sepulchur layed into the Earth-
It embraced...
When I could no longer-
And so the bell told, and tolled-
In my mute silence-
The world carried the crushing despair-
And all the sorrows no man could bear-
Yes, it was Atlas there-
And never I... For broken, I could cry no longer...
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