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Dec 2010
cold hands
embraced by
warm hands

fingertips touch
palm to palm
grasping tightly
never letting go
fleeting moments

heat radiating
through pores
extending
to the heart line

snip
snip

it cannot be,
just cannot be

for the string
is attached to
a ring

warm hands
leaving
cold hands
empty
raen
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raen
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