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Lonesome Hands

Rating: 4.5

Lonesome hands... Dew-like.
Shaking in the snowy cold
Before the day's first sunlight.
Is this whiteness the cause of
A soul so old - old by night?

Was it told before that rains
Are not the cause of floods,
But floods are the rains' till it
Makes each sorrow rolled

In the cold?
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