And when their hands met…
All of the tiny roads, twisted and straight, became intertwined,
Their once empty valleys were now filled,
Deserts of dried tears were flooded by nervous sweat
A hand is a world of your own, it will never forget the past,
The cracks and the lines, they are your destiny, your future
When those two hands met,
Their worlds were now one.
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