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My Hand, My Feet, My Heart
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  So what was it that my hand held out
Just when my feet stalled
A gift of love, said my heart
A piece of trust, said my soul

But I couldn't move 
And I had held back 
And when my feet could move
My hand had frozen

Time had passed
In a flicker of light
And my hand felt useless
My heart unwhole

I could move
But my soul lay cold
I had lost the moment
I had grown old.

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24-Apr-2001
More by :  Helena Fernz
 
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