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Hands
Look at these hands
These hands that made generations
They built shelter
The shelter that kept them warm
These hands are dirt-stained
they've long been calloused
Time has gotten to them
Work has worn through them
These hands that have met others
they've brought pleasure
they've brought comfort
they've brought love
They've been hurt
Beat down
Broken
But they've come back
These hands, so strong
Used to lift everything
Now hardly anything
They still bring pleasure
They still bring comfort
They still bring love
These hands that made families
Had ideas
And had dreams
