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-those hands- those hands tell a story, they're soft and gentle, kind and warm, those hands can feel, those hands were aging, but they were still strong, they held me close, when i was young, they told me stories, and made me laugh, those hands belonged to someone special, someone caring, they taught me lessons i won't soon forget, they pointed out things i did wrong, they told me a story of a lifetime of accomplishment,and a world of knowledge, those hands held mine, when i needed them most, those hands kept me safe and warm, and told me to never give up, those hands grew old, but never lost they're touch, they still brought