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rough hands

smooth chalk

calluses

             I need to make it to the top

Shaking hands

Bleeding nails

           I won't leave until I make it to the top

sweaty back

there is fire in my veins

           I need to jump down

straining arms

aching fingers     

        it hurts too much

Jump

 

 

 

 

note:

This is about climbing but also other stuff

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Okay so I just told Jess this but I have like no constructive criticism this second but really lovely job, this feels powerful in a very I’ve-achieved-something type of tone. I feel like you could make this into a longer poem if you wanted. 

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