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Thursday, April 11, 2013

Refrain strain

Repeatedly as I write,
The pen on paper, I lay,
My arms are out to spite,
Making my shoulders pay.
Gnawing indeed, the pain,
Carry on, I do with disdain,
Resolution seems to be in vain.
Disregard, I continue to feign.

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