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shrivelled smokers hands skin overstretched bones so many someone counted and I count on fingers- literally and in so many ways touched by so many others centuries of hands all moving pointing out the stars
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Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 10:08 AM UTC
hands all moving
shrivelled smokers hands skin overstretched bones so many someone counted and I count on fingers- literally and in so many ways touched by so many others centuries of hands all moving pointing out the stars
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Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 10:08 AM UTC
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