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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
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Mar 27, 2013
Mar 27, 2013 at 4:25 PM UTC
Hitting the Nail
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
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Mar 27, 2013
Mar 27, 2013 at 4:25 PM UTC
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