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I ask you, do not take my hands; Take my eyes, for they have seen too much. I beg, do not revoke my speech. Take my feet instead, so that I may never leave. Take my mind, but not my heart. Let me keep my hands, for they make the art. Grant me my voice, so that I may speak. And leave my heart, the centerpiece.
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Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 6:11 PM UTC
Thief
I ask you, do not take my hands; Take my eyes, for they have seen too much. I beg, do not revoke my speech. Take my feet instead, so that I may never leave. Take my mind, but not my heart. Let me keep my hands, for they make the art. Grant me my voice, so that I may speak. And leave my heart, the centerpiece.
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Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 6:11 PM UTC
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