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Sep 2013
I
I never believed in perfection
Never in the way
I believed
In your hands
And my hands
Working
Side-by-side
To do something

Not in the way I
I believed in your smile
Telling me we might
Not be alright
But that one day
We could be

I never stopped
Not for a second
But things change
And the meaning of my hands
Have changed
And yours too
I work towards mine
You work for yours


My hands
Working
Your hands working
**Our hands working
Against each other
what do I believe in now?
The Anonymous Joker
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The Anonymous Joker
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