Hands.
Hands.
Hands Hands Hands
They are what makes us, us.
It's how we write,
Type,
Drive,
Operate,
Cook,
Prepare,
Build,
Destroy,
Love.
They are how we navigate this life
And they tell a wonderful story,
With creases, callouses, cuts and scars,
They are beautiful
And I am so thankful
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