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Identical hands in warmth and cold
Mine is the one that clutches your fingers
Your stillness is really quite bold

From birth my heart was easily sold
At the end it is my lips pressed to your forehead
Identical hands in warmth and cold

I can’t feel your heart beating with its liquid gold
Chest is hollow with no inhabitants to complete
Your stillness is really quite bold

My palms still fit your exact feminine hold
There are sorrowful glances at our hands intertwined, our
Identical hands in warmth and cold

Others’ saccharine murmurs leave me none cajoled
My eyes never drift from yours
Your stillness is really quite bold

There were murmurs of love that had been told
Your casket is now empty of sound
Identical hands in warmth and cold
Your stillness is really quite bold




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