Sad Heavy Walking

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The man trudged along, weighed down by his sorrowful thoughts. His massive frame moved slowly, as if each step was a struggle against an unseen force. Every fiber of his being seemed to be drawn downwards, towards the ground, by some heavy burden he couldn't shake. His eyes, once bright and full of life, now hung low, sunken in a face that looked like it had been carved from the very earth itself. The weight of his sorrow was crushing him, making every step feel like a laborious effort to keep going. He moved through the world as if he were trapped in a never-ending nightmare, unable to escape the darkness that clung to him like a shroud.