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You have stood at the peak of heartache

You worn a crown of tears

You have been on your knees

In the depths of sadness

With no rescue in sight

I want to be the outstretched hand

That pulls you back to the light

I want to be the shoulder

You cry on in the dark of night

I want to be the rock you stand on

When your entire world has collapsed

And when those aren't enough

When your torment is just to much

I will be your Atlas

And carry you on my back

I will be your Atlas

And take it on my shoulders

I will be your Atlas

Until the ocean meets the sky.