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I am the hand that writes, The hand that whips, I am the commit, The judge and the executioner. The hand that chooses To make or let go, To punish or to caress, To wave or to touch. The hand that farm That composes, That plays, That pray, That curse. The primary form of communication The ultimate form of transforming. I am the hand Just that And I am the whole world.
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Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 1:23 PM UTC
The hand
I am the hand that writes, The hand that whips, I am the commit, The judge and the executioner. The hand that chooses To make or let go, To punish or to caress, To wave or to touch. The hand that farm That composes, That plays, That pray, That curse. The primary form of communication The ultimate form of transforming. I am the hand Just that And I am the whole world.
danilosteck
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29/M/São Paulo
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 1:23 PM UTC
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