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The Hammer FallsI wake tothe early morning. I wear the gray shirt. the hammer falls. I throw it down with a skilled accuracy. I create a repetition that is true to life.. hours on end the hammer meets with it’s enemy. and every day I strike with a renewed fever. and every day the relentless steel refuses to give in. so I retire. so I resign myself once again to the early morning and the falling hammer.
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