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Dec 2019
A chisel and a block of stone
Every blow vibrates to the bone
Sweat stings the eyes
I'll shape this man that I despise.
Each pound a declaration
I won't accept these deprivations
Shards break off and fly
Drawing blood that stains like dye
I'll draw a man out of this stone
As every blow vibrates to the bone.
Written by
Travis Wilson  35/M/NC
(35/M/NC)   
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     Max Neumann, laura, Sue Collins, --- and ---
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