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Mar 2013
I squeeze the small sliver of steel between my fingers
The flat end pokes out through my dry, cracked hand
Grasping the wooden handle I prepare to swing the lump of steel
As I look down I see steel nail next to finger nail
I start with a small tap but I am already thinking about hitting the next nail
I lift the hammer high above my head and swing with a ferocious force
The finger nail is squashed flat, it throbs and quickly turns black
I take a moment to absorb the pain before I am ready to start again
Steel nail next to black nail
Focus on hitting the steel nail
Dave
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