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As rough hands pass through wired sounds, I feel the longing deep inside for the time my wait is over, for the time these rough hands can be held in the grasp of her soft palms. I remember a day when doubt and worry filled my soul, My heart was simply a place I couldn't go. In my folly and in my doubt I had not noticed what was in front of me, something I had been oblivious to see. God brought me you for this plan of His I didn't yet know, to learn to live and to laugh and to grow, these rough hands now being held in the grasp of her soft palms.
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