The Hands

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The hands open the doors
to the ever flowing moon river
or to the ever floating moon cloud
Their touches are soft and warm
ever flowing
ever floating
They don't want to stop
and they couldn't stop
The finger tips emit moonlight
that only hearts could feel
Every nerve could be enlightened

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