Long Time No HandsA Poem by Monalissa
It's been a long time since I sat myself and write.
A long time since I tried to let my mind and heart coincide. There were times that I'll look at my hands to see if they were still mine. I hid them for a while, but now I drink words like medicine and wine. © 2020 MonalissaAuthor's Note
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