Hands are the outward representations of our souls.
They express our feelings.
They carry out our actions.
They send messages previously unspoken
We use them to seal an agreement.
We use them to gesture towards a greater answer.
Hands are the instruments of hate.
Balled up, they create chaos.
Hands are the instruments of love.
Together, they become one.
Two hands together in one
One texture against another
Reminding us that we're alive
We're alive.
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