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Rubbing rocks in the middle of somewhere,

a smile crept at the job I left

in this far more glorious pursuit.

My hands bleed; is pain pain if it’s pleasing?

it’s been a week

and these rocks don’t seem to mind;

patient and enduring,

they allow a little rubbing until I find

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Rubbing Rocks
Date: Monday, 3rd April 2017 @ 02:24:42 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: invierno

Rubbing rocks in the middle of somewhere,

a smile crept at the job I left

in this far more glorious pursuit.

My hands bleed; is pain pain if it’s pleasing?

it’s been a week

and these rocks don’t seem to mind;

patient and enduring,

they allow a little rubbing until I find

a way to smile all the time.

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