The weight of the world is love, under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction. The weight... the weight we carry is love. Who can deny? In dreams, it touches the body, in thought constructs a miracle, its imagination anguishes 'till born. In human; looks out of the heart, burning with purity... for the burden of life is love.
Song - Allen Ginsberg.
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