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My hands are porous things filled up by anything They know the way to go but haven't had the chance to show them Filled up by tiny rings and holding up by old strings They fill with anything, with loveHow they find it allMy hands are porous things filled up by anything They know the way to go but haven't had the chance to show themFilled up by tiny rings and holding up by old strings They fill with anything, with loveHow they find it all
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