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My hands

They may be rough

Cut, burnt or bleeding

But strong enough... always there for you.

My feet

They may be rough

Heavy & sore

But quick enough

Carry me to you.

My eyes

Tired, heavy & stoned

Will see the light within you

My heart

Weary, shaken, forever changed....... forgiving, understanding

Worthy

I may be rough

But I am enough

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