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9:45 a.m., Saturday, 22 DEC 12

I woke up at a quarter to 10,

my hand was still sleeping,

dreaming of a million,

cold needles prickling away at it.

So I wrote this with my left.

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steven-dorsay-childs

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Published: May 3, 2014
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