Laden

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Come all, weary and laden

They, that breathe heavy

They, with their hope shredded to bits

They, who are laden

You are not alone

Park lights have gathered their embers

The swish of branches, held back till soon a time

Laden, you and this park

Hold on to faith, weary child

Just as the taut ambience

Holds on desperately to the still air.