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we held hands his hand in mine, mine in his we shared a hand we shared a thought we shared our scars it was two in the morning we talked until dawn skin that was textured and drawn as our hands touched we felt no pain cuts and burns strong and fresh deep and new covered our hands we wept that's all we could do
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Aug 8, 2019
Aug 8, 2019 at 5:56 PM UTC
We Held