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My hands are porous things filled up by anything
They know the way to go but haven't had the chance to show them
Filled up by tiny rings and holding up by old strings
They fill with anything
With love how they find it all
Filled up by tiny rings and holding up by old strings
They fill with anything
With love how they find it all
