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Monday, January 27, 2020
Cold Hands
As a child, my hands were always
cold
I came to understand they were cold
Because the spirits were holding my hands
Always with me keeping me safe
Now they become cold
To let me know something is about to take place
My hands are my Alarm
When they become cold
I'll let you
Something is about to happen
As a child, something was always happening to me
One-touch from my cold hands
The evil ones
Always let me go
Or
Because of their holler
They were frightening so they just left me
&
Ran away
Always with me keeping me safe
Now they become cold
To let me know something is about to take place
My hands are my Alarm
When they become cold
I'll let you
Something is about to happen
As a child, something was always happening to me
One-touch from my cold hands
The evil ones
Always let me go
Or
Because of their holler
They were frightening so they just left me
&
Ran away
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