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Jan 2019
my hands are made for words
cause they're guiding me
they're pushing me forward
cause they love taping the keyboard
they are desperate for letters
they want to learn
how to read...

little they know
these hands already
knew how to read
how to read -me

                                    [m.a.]
yellow-thoughts
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yellow-thoughts  23/F/Forest
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