Everyone's hands tell a different story. We've all been through different things... Every wrinkle, every crease, and every scar is story waiting to be read... we just have to be patient enough to read the words that cannot be seen.
Everyone's hands tell a different story. We've all been through different things... Every wrinkle, every crease, and every scar is story waiting to be read... we just have to be patient enough to read the words that cannot be seen.
The one person who gets me without trying
We share our secrets and fears
The family I never knew I needed
The love of my life because I know they'll never leave me
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