Heavy is the head that wears the crown, 

Mine carries the burden of anxiety which weighs it down. 

Often my thoughts flood irrepressibly as I try to remain sound, 

But my fears anchor deeply, and I start to feel myself drown.

The rivers of solicitude and unease conflux, 

Flowing downstream into the dam acting as my emotional crutch.

It can no longer regulate this pressu...

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