My left hand
paints and writes
My right hand types
My left hand cradles the baby
My right hand folds the laundry
My left hand longs for time
My right hand wears the watch
The left hand itches for a road trip
The right hand makes sure the oil is changed
There is a concept
that states
some fully left sided individuals
have absorbed a mirror twin
I think this is true
and somewhere
braided within
I have that hidden twin
reminding me
What's right
when my left hand keeps me
dreaming all night
of choices, clouds and lonesome desert highways
My left hand holds the secrets of my heart
while my right hand reaches out to strangers
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