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In My Hands Intense emotions held and deeply felt Needing more, reaching out Moving, feeling, forever seeking Yearning for something that cannot be touched Hurting hands will not hold what I seek A memory long forgotten Never knowing Dreary, tiresome, acrid looking Soon perhaps I will close my hands
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