a hand

a hand reaches out and touches, cares for my hurts and connects. a hand reaches out from the past and connects a past promise to future broken promises

a hand that can never touch, a reach as God’s and Adam’s that will never meet, heal, love

a hand reaches for

itself,

not me

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