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My hands, are my own
They are only yours to hold
A lending hand to console
Another way of warming when cold
Sweaty, impulsive, together they interlock and mold
They do for you what your heart was told
My soul is here,but my body was sold
To deception down an enclosed road
To people who believe my hands are'nt my own.
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