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Jun 2018
My father's hands
were so large
my child hands could only hold
*******.
My high school sweetheart's  hands
were long and spindly,
and soft from lack of work.
From series 5/18/18
Anonymous Freak
Written by
Anonymous Freak  22/F/USA
(22/F/USA)   
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