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I wonder how many times that hand has brushed those teeth and fed that mouth. How many doors it has opened and things it has punched. How many times it has pleasured that body, pleasured a Body, Belonged to another Body, I wonder how many times more that hand shall brush those teeth.
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Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 6:48 PM UTC
HANDS SEEN ON A CROWDED TRAIN
I wonder how many times that hand has brushed those teeth and fed that mouth. How many doors it has opened and things it has punched. How many times it has pleasured that body, pleasured a Body, Belonged to another Body, I wonder how many times more that hand shall brush those teeth.
jared-m-field
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Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 6:48 PM UTC
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