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Do what your hands call for

Don’t be afraid to stick your fingers and touch the unknown

The tip points to new directions and different exits

There’s only one dark path, and many brighter forms

When you will be able to touch it again?

It will depend on time

A time that isn’t lost or it’s just a remote memory

But a strong sense and smell of love, above all, we are all here to stay