Your Guardian Angel

Let me carry the weight of your world.

Lend me your colossal boulder.

Let me take cloth and wash your

tender hands,

calloused joints,

and chafed fingers caked

with dry blood.

Let me absolve them of all your plights.

Let me nestle you in my embrace

and submit

to a serene slumber.

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