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Give a Hand


Because there are others who are worse off then me

I want to be there with them. 

I want to be the saviour of humanity.

Beautiful people rotting because there isn't an extended hand from me ...

and I hoped to God that a hand will be given to me.

Love is my precious

I need to feel the warmth of my heart to be shared.

And when I seee those smiles of appreciation.

I think

this is their loves embrace. 

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