Two Lines at 90 Degrees. - Hello Poetry

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There's an itch on my wrist That I refuse to scratch. I will stare at my wrist and I will say "You will not win this."

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Jul 13, 2014

Jul 13, 2014 at 3:24 AM UTC

Two Lines at 90 Degrees.

There's an itch on my wrist That I refuse to scratch. I will stare at my wrist and I will say "You will not win this."

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Jul 13, 2014

Jul 13, 2014 at 3:24 AM UTC

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