How Do You Know It’s Not A Hand Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

How Do You Know It’s Not A Hand



It no longer takes your hand
It no longer strokes your hair
It no longer touches your lips
No longer waves hellos and goodbyes
No longer types a message for you

All it does is close your eyes

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