I would call you Atlas,

For the heavens,

And stars I see,

In the clear blue of your eyes,

But Atlas,

Was not given the choice,

If he wanted to bear,

The weight of the cosmos,

And Heavens,

But you were.

You did not hesitate,

Because for you,

Holding the sky was easy,

If it meant,

That she could breathe.

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