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Touched By Your Hand

For a few months I stayed in that place Every time I’m outdoor, I felt no worries; Every time I go back alone, Only you waiting for me to be home; And while I’m waiting for someone to come, All I can do is to touch your hand. Your warm face can take away my tiredness And as I looked straight into your eyes, I’ve forgotten the sadness in life And I feel fine with your give smile. Every time I feel depressed, to you I compress And I only stand in front of you just to touch your hand Enable for me to have a peaceful mind. Thank you Mama Mary Because through your photograph I feel that my heart touched by your hand, And you leads me into life to think right…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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