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Hands

Abstruse hands crawling upon the horizon Searching for a place to disembark Hands of all shapes and colors waving together in a bombastic throng shouting and screaming as they march along Cold hands, warm hands Nervous hands Filthy hands Shaky hands Anxious hands Painless hands corrupted hands. Wavering hands holding strong singing an unfamiliar song Mothers holding babies on their milk-less breast looking for a place to take a rest. Fearful hands whispering, nimbly hands gallivanting Poisonous hands holding cups high entrancing ambition on the other side while delightful hands wave the elevated banner mesmerizing the dark clouds above them and emptying the souls beneath. Touchy hands, evil hands, weak hands, rough hands, dirty hands grasped tight on defeated hands while trembling hands linger on. Cancerous hands spread wide snatching at its prey as they go by Long hands Heavy hands Big hands Small hands Cursed hands All in a bubble ready to stir up dangerous trouble roaming from valley to valley waving and banging sticks and shovel cursing and swearing in the open. Fearless hands, peaceful hands, blessed hands, hopeful hands, divine hands danced courageously with the victorious pack riding on horse backs. Bloody hands dampens the earth with its musty sweat sinking deeper and deeper in a shadowy death.Defeated hands hanging on the pinnacle watching the globe spinning on a slippery slope. Hands carrying candles to the foot of the hill watching the universe on edge oh what a repulsive chill.

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Date: 4/4/2017 10:49:00 PM
darker...love "shovel cursing"....your creative mind is raw, unapologetic...nice again!
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