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An Armless Hand

On marking his shirt over the shoulders
Shrugged off,
Just the shirt over
I just saw him of being without the hand,
Oh, without the hand

And felt sorry for the man armless,
Perhaps would have lost in the accident,
The shirt hand hanging down in show
And the hand is not within,

Prompting me to avoid and avert the face
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