A monster is sitting on my back, weighing my shoulders down. It has a tight grip on me, my lungs unable to expand to full volume. Heavy and casting shadows on my path, it’s dropping stones into my chest.

A monster is sitting on my back, weighing my shoulders down. It has a tight grip on me, my lungs unable to expand to full volume. Heavy and casting shadows on my path, it’s dropping stones into my chest.

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