Thursday, August 11, 2011

An ode to my hands.

What helps me to grab things?
What helps me to write?
You know, it's you, hand.

How can I imagine my life that there is no hand?
How can I live without you, hand?
You have given lots of helps since when I was borned.

Even now, I'm typing with you hand.

What helps me to live comveneintly?
What helps my every works?
It's you, hand.

Thank you, hand.
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