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Dear Ambidextrous Man, I hear you write words with both of your hands How does it feel? How does it feel to fight with your hands? One scrawls your joy, while the other your pain Together they paint a dull world of gray Luxurious, lovely, lustful letters Flirting together on fragile lines Thick contradictions dancing around Weaving in... and weaving out... Potent words piercing the pages Eloquent chains that tactfully twist Clashing together in colloquial cacophony A civil war complete with friendly fire Black... White... Black... White.... Gray Dear Ambidextrous Man, How does it feel to fight with your hands? Awfully good... Awfully good... Awfully good? --Christian J. Clark
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Feb 28, 2013
Feb 28, 2013 at 2:47 PM UTC
Friendly Fire
Dear Ambidextrous Man, I hear you write words with both of your hands How does it feel? How does it feel to fight with your hands? One scrawls your joy, while the other your pain Together they paint a dull world of gray Luxurious, lovely, lustful letters Flirting together on fragile lines Thick contradictions dancing around Weaving in... and weaving out... Potent words piercing the pages Eloquent chains that tactfully twist Clashing together in colloquial cacophony A civil war complete with friendly fire Black... White... Black... White.... Gray Dear Ambidextrous Man, How does it feel to fight with your hands? Awfully good... Awfully good... Awfully good? --Christian J. Clark
A piece contemplating inner struggle
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Feb 28, 2013
Feb 28, 2013 at 2:47 PM UTC
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