Your hands are so cold. They are resisting with longing of hands. With longing of hands which will support and touch. You always want but be shy about it. Freezing is a shame. They show you with their fingers. With point finger which belongs to the hands that don't touch. You want to cry to feel your hands on your face. You have no one that deserves to be cried.
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