Left hand writes
Right world stares
Crooked marks
Uncommon flares
Left hand loops
Right hand rules
I twist paths
They teach in schools
Left hand bends
Right lines break
I make shapes
They never make
Left hand sparks
Right side dims
Odd beat ink
In rebel hymns
Left hand hums
Right hand shouts
I slip through
Their mapped out routes
Left hand lifts
Right world swirled
I stay left
In a right made world
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Author:
Anthony Hanible (
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Being different is just that not better or worse but sometimes and advantage and at others a disadvantage society should not put restrictions on differences but should embrace them. Well written Anthony
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