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Rated: E · Poetry · Philosophy · #1254124

choppy little riddle

I can only "right" when I'm wrong,
and wrong when I'm up,
sideways is a new twister.

I can breathe such a life,
only when I exhale,
and then I get blisters.

Parrelel the feeling,
of heavy wood in my hands,
if only you understand,
what I can.
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