Hands
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Hands
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Oh how frail stone turns
Here in may hand's hold
It slips away like sand therethrough
It rests a Midas-like curse
Here on my hand's hold
I bear a Midas-like curse
Frail
I feel my hands numb
A phrase
All through my hands
Grains, till my old hand goes on, afraid
Tracing vane odes for the grave
Only vane odes for the grave
I can not feel the texture
With my hand's thumb
As all I touch become true
The evil Midas-like curse here in my hands
Make me unable to hold
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