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I literally just thought of this while I was washing my hands in the bathroom. Out of nowhere, unedited, unchanged, improved.
Submitted:Oct 13, 2008 Reads: 123 Comments: 3 Likes: 2
these are the hands that have done hard labor
these are the hands that know how to work
these are the hands that have been near freezing
these are the hands that have almost burned
these are the hands that have been used to fight
now these are the hands that are holding yours.
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