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His hands The perfect shape Broken Scarred Rough Warm It's never happened It probably never will But, I know they'll fit My hand His hand Together Intertwined With hope, forever
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Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 10:44 PM UTC
Hands
His hands The perfect shape Broken Scarred Rough Warm It's never happened It probably never will But, I know they'll fit My hand His hand Together Intertwined With hope, forever
drew-east
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Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 10:44 PM UTC
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