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I've been thinking about burdens, and while it's understood that everyone has their own to carry it is clear that some are being crushed while others are able to skip down the street. Then there are the cases where it is not so clear, the popular person who commits suicide, or the crybully who is the eternal faultless victim no matter how well things are for them and their loved ones. I have no solution, and the situation seems like a cruel joke. I'll end with a poem.
A joke within a joke, a dream within a dream
All the things of the world are not what they seem
Secrets within secrets, eyes within eyes
Who watches the mournful watcher while he cries
