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THESE FLESHY HANDSHow life demands These tan fleshy hands Take care of others Nurses and mothers Feel more maybe Than they should Good as good As time passes Day after day You put your fleshy hands Together As your mind prays To be more than you are now Where there will be yes not nope As light beams down from the Night skies shining Breathing in tomorrow's hopes. 9/10/2011 1955PST cj Vote for this poem
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