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The Heart of Hercules

Summer Night, 1913, by Albert Bloch
The Mag #133 with awesome Tess.

"There is no ghost so difficult to lay as the ghost of an injury." ~Alexander Smith

My heart is a collector  of many burdensome heirlooms  too heavy to truly hold each loss is like a boulder every hurt is asphalt that could cover a boulevard and scrape a thousand knees I carry them all mightily with the strength of hercules the burdens of a thousand grievances weigh down like titanic in the sea and all the ghosts of abandoned longings are still waiting to be freed for all the force one endures  to hold them internally is frail compared to the might it takes to give them liberty.

Also linking with lovely Emily at Imperfect Prose